Sep. 20th, 2008

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had an amazing dinner at Bouchon. Now I'm outside Treasure Island waiting for the pirate show. Vegas is amazing...ly wierd.
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Tonight on the way back to the hotel, my traveling companion said "So that's the Strip. Whadja think?"

After sputtering and thinking for a moment, I came up with this description:

Vegas, is kind of like the holocaust. People can explain it to you, and you can kind of mentally understand the magnitude of it, but unless you actually experience it for yourself, you really can't grasp the sheer horrific insanity of the whole thing.

To put it in a less offensive way, it's overload on every wavelength. Size, lights, food, money, sex, booze, luxury, and so on. I saw wife-beater-wearing inbred rednecks and ultra-rich moneyed elites walking next to each other through the same casino.

I lost $20 gambling, mostly on some video game I didn't understand that promised a "fish bonus"
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One more thing before I forget... My GPS is cool, and has been invaluable on this trip, but occasionally it just can't handle math. It is supposed to show me the remaining distance, current time, current speed and estimated time of arrival. This week I have seen the following:

20 miles to destination. Speed is 60 mph. Current time 11pm. Estimated time of arrival is 12:08pm.

15 miles to destination. Speed 75mph. Current time is 1:32am. Estimated time of arrival is 1:32am.

So sometimes my GPS decides I'm driving like an old woman, and other times thinks I've got a magic teleporting car.

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