Viva Los Vegas

So we arrive Late night into Los Vegas, the city that dosen’t sleep -24 hours of gambling, drinking, partying right? WRONG. We thought it was just after 11pm but every food place was closed, so walked from the MGM Grand to the New York, but again almost no food. We finally got a bad burger and a fruit salad at a place called “America!” and in true American tradition it was oversized and unpalatable. The tables too were closed – as we had crossed state lines we changed time zones so it was 12:30am. We decided this was not Vegas we had to stay another night.
Vegas is full of novelty amusements and gimmicks. The coolest include the Bellagio’s fountains playing “Viva Las Vegas – Elvis” exploding volcanoes and going indoor skydiving. Picture yourself staring into your hairdryer, imagine wearing baggy clothing, now dial that up to use a jet engine in a vertical wind tunnel and your feet no longer touch the ground then I think you know what indoor skydiving is. I went for a quick ( no really quick) gamble, lost some money, and walked away feeling I had least supported the industry that built Vegas, and let’s face it the Buffet was worth it.