Reflections on Las Vegas

I have no clue what people are thinking bringing their children to “Sin City” and expecting… What? No booze, prostitutes, gambling?

We accidentally offended some woman coming back from the pool with her kid.

She saw us as we got to the bank of elevators leading to our room. As we approached, she stormed into an elevator and we followed her in.

We didn’t even realize she was stressing until we were in the elevator. Wow, what a tense situation.

I’ll admit it took me a bit to figure out why she was shooting daggers at us and keeping her kid from looking around.

My Brother and I were both looking a little raw, and he was carrying a big ol plastic cup of booze. When I finally had the “Ahh Ha” moment all I could do was smirk.

Come to think of it we both probably smelled a bit boozy too. I think we were coming back from a shopping trip that included whiskey, rum, stetsons, lunch and beer. Hey, you only live once and we were having fun.

It’s not like the hotels have a “Boozed Up” elevator! We have the right to get to our room too. What the hell did that lady expect? It’s VEGAS, you know, it’s for adults!

She should count herself dang lucky we didn’t have some companions for the evening. Her kid would have gotten a real education!

If you want no smoking, no booze, and no guys walking into an elevator looking like they’d been rode hard and put up wet, then just 4 and a half hours southwest by car is a place designed for good clean family fun. Have at it! They call it the “Happiest Place on Earth”.

Eh, maybe, I like the house of the mouse but only in small doses, separated by decades. I prefer the mouse house in Florida if it comes to going there.

I think I prefer the more adult diversions, lord knows, Las Vegas has those in abundance.

There’s an entire side of Las Vegas that I haven’t sampled yet. The next time I go, I think I’ll explore it.

Hopefully I won’t get in too much trouble.