My intention when I started this blog was to blast the city of Lincoln, NE, which I call, affectionatly, Stinkin Lincoln. Stinkin Lincoln has become more of a way to get things off my mind and then occasionally, I will rant about Stinkin Lincoln. I try to blend sarcasm and straight up humor with every blog. If you can't laugh, especially at your plight in life, you may as well go live in the mountains as a hermit. At least there you won't bring the rest of us down. Enjoy!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Viva Las Vegas!
When we stepped off the plane and made our way to baggage claim, it became very clear to Vanessa and I that we were not in Nebraska anymore. My wife and I have ventured out to several big cities, including New York. Las Vegas makes New York look ho-hum. Vegas is a freak show. The only thing that is missing is a bearded lady... no, a fully tattooed man... no.... It's all there. You got street vendors trying to sell you everything, most of it immoral. People walking around on the street with cocktail in hand. And I don't recall seeing a single police officer. Above all else, the cost to be there is prodigious. (Look that one up!) It may be inexpensive to get there right now. But don't be fooled my fine feathered friend, everything else is double the price it is here in the great state of Nebraska. Fortunately, no pun intended, we met up with some friends of ours on the second day we were there. My wife and I had never felt so out of our element. To have our friends arrive made this crazy place bearable. While I can say with complete confidence that it was an interesting experience, I can't say I will be going back soon... unless of course they have an incredible deal on Expedia.com again!
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