Last Friday, 20th March my daughter got married in Las Vegas. The wedding was in the Little White Chapel. It was their dream to get married in Vegas, so all we could do was go along with it lol! None of us had ever been to the US before, so that itself was an experience. The flight took 10 hours from Manchester. The first thing I noticed at McCarran airport was that it was smallish and a bit worn, with garish blue carpet that had seen better days. Oh, and my first glimpse of slot machines!
The heat was a strange kind of heat. Like and ‘old’ sun. By ‘old’ I mean the sort of sun you see and feel when you are young, when the school holidays stretch out forever and the pavements burnt your feet and even rubbish didn’t look scruffy when the sun lit it up. You would have to have been there in ‘those days’ to know what I mean…..
The roads are really wide, massive and you don’t get a lot of time to get over them! Besides the really expensive hotels, there seems to be a lot of concrete, sandstone type of building work. It made me think of sandcastles and the non permanancy that seems to go on here. I believe a lot of the casinos are knocked down after a few years, to make way for new. The face of Las Vegas seems to be perpetually changing.
By night though, that’s when it really looks at its best! People I know who have been, have likened Vegas to Blackpool! Although I can see where they’re coming from (the bright lights), I don’t think it can be seriously compared. Everything is bigger, louder, wider (hehehe and that includes ME now!) It’s all this ‘Chowing on down’ apparently that does it….. and believe me, there’s a LOT of it going on (half a stone weight gain in a week! and I am VERY active, and walk everywhere. Imagine how much if I didn’t take exercise…
to be continued