Viva Las Vegas!
Did you know that in 2006 almost 39 million people visited Las Vegas?!!! Sweet lamprey of Santa Fe! That particular statistic I was not aware of! That is more than the 2006 population of California!"It's huge! It's enormous! It's gigantic! I mean, they said it was big, but I didn't expect it to be BIG!"
-Chris McConnell, Roxanne
Well, I certainly hope the fine bean counters of Sin City do not count my delivery of Soraya and Brandon as a visit to The Meadows (How's that for two names other than Las Vegas?) One thing I am most certain of, is I will never move back to Las Vegas. Not that an airport is a bastion of proper etiquette, but the image to the left says it all. Get your cocktails and sit your bum down at the slots!Whenever I escort the kids to Las Vegas, as soon as they are gone, I get itchy. I am ready, ready to get back on a plane and get my pointy behind out of there. This mission was no different. Below is a little pictorial of yesterday evenings activities...
With your cocktails you can get dinner too!
Just the thing after running through the airport
from one flight to another!
Just the thing after running through the airport
from one flight to another!
Yeah, we're being herded like cattle. However,
I still like Southwest Airlines...really, I do! The
line ups do have a tendency to get a little, uh,
tense. I love the travelers who leave their luggage
unattended in line as a marker of their place.
Hello airport security?...There's a suspicious
looking, unattended bag here...*grins*
Cool! My favorite spot, the window. Now I can
lean away if some big gigantic smelly guy sits
next to me. This time I was lucky, seated next
to me was a smaller, attractive, uh, I mean graying
tiny senior. Right Andrea? She kept looking
suspiciously at me as my cell phone clicked
off pictures.
Ahhh...the proper traveling companions...
Yeah, it was hot in Las Vegas! Over 100 degrees
when we landed! YIKES!!! I watched this poor
guy outside of my window loading the luggage all
by himself. Can someone get him some water?
For me, this is the worst part of flying, the stand
and wait at the end of the flight. Especially, when
it's a return flight. I'm done, toast, I just want to
get in my car and get home. Geez people, let's
have a purpose! Chop! Chop!
Labels: airports, Brandon, cocktails, flying, gambling, las vegas, sin city, Soraya
posted by LoneCactus @ 8:19 AM
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