Las Vegas
I just got back from a visit to Las Vegas. This is my first time to actually stop in Las Vegas as an adult. The purpose of the trip was to visit my grandson:
But just so you know I really did go to Las Vegas:
I saw a Beatles group while there. It was very entertaining. I didn’t gamble even one cent. I had a very good burger at Fatburger.
There are some strange people on the strip. I was there the day before Halloween. I can imagine what it looked like on Halloween.
It was good to be back in some high desert country for a bit. Though I think Las Vegas would be too hot for me in the summer. We took a beautiful drive up Red Rock Canyon.
I was really wishing I had my bike for that loop. There were many cyclists on the loop.
I also took a trip to tour Hoover Dam. It was dam’ good trip.
After having lived in several states and visiting Las Vegas I have come to one conclusion. Here in the D.C. area we have a better class of derelicts.
November 9th, 2009 at 10:53 am
So…of all the places you have been…where do you like the most? Or what things would you look for in a “perfect” place to live?
November 9th, 2009 at 12:30 pm
Just recently I was counting up the number of places I have lived since I first got married. It is a lot. More than a dozen in the last 30 years and several states. Through all that I have learned a few things. When you leave a place you remember the best parts and forget the bad parts. Because of that, you think you can find a “perfect” place that has all the best of every place you have lived. I learned that Eutopia doesn’t exist.
The other thing I learned just confirmed what a mentor used to tell me when I was growing up on the farm. He said it doesn’t matter where you live but how you live. I have found that to be the truth when it come to happiness. You can be happy anywhere. It comes from inside and is not based on where you live.
November 10th, 2009 at 11:58 am
I ditto the part about it is not where you live but how you live. Amen!
November 25th, 2009 at 1:13 pm
i think it correlates more with how many sweet motorcycles one has.
March 12th, 2010 at 1:54 pm
My husband is from Vegas and everytime we go — I shudder! Fun to visit, crazy place to be though!