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"