Well, our time in Las Vegas has come to a close. In an hour we’ll be off to our next destination, like a band on tour heading off the the next stage in another town or a surfer catching the next wave on another beach. The airport shuttle is a curious entity. It’s like a special transport that delivers it’s participants back to the current day and modern time from a world of make believe and leisure, where schedules are meaningless and meetings don’t exist. But unfortunately, every dream has its consequences, and eventually, the shuttle will pick you back up and drive you back to the airport . . . and back to reality.
Las Vegas is a world of its own. I guess it always has been. Who would’ve thought that this simple construction camp of a few hundred workers of the future Union Pacific railway line would blossom into a such a global city. Las Vegas. “The Meadows” in Spanish. Named for the green valley and its life bringing spring waters, it’s an oasis in an otherwise quite inhospitable and barren landscape. From a dusty whistle stop, this city has grown, changed, adapted, developed and thrived into an entity that is synonymous with Coca-Cola, New York City, Microsoft, Budweiser and Marlboro. No matter where you go or who you talk to, whether they’ve been there or not – they know what Las Vegas is all about. Just say the words and people smile. Las Vegas.
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It’s official! We’ve begun our trip!!
Here we are. Seattle-Tacoma International Airport – Sea-Tac. July 31st, 2009. 5:30pm pst. Gate A2. It really is hard to believe that today is the day.
“THE day” . . .
. . . OUR day!
We leave Seattle with our hearts full and memories overflowing. The street we lived on and walked down each day. The bus stop that welcomed me with a bench and a cover from the weather. The laundry in which we washed our clothes, and the wonderful family who worked there. The restaurants and shoppes. The neighborhoods – Ballard, Queen Anne, Captiol Hill, South Lake Union. The buildings where we worked and the buildings where we liked to go after work.
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Our first stop in our round the world extravaganza is going to be the famous, the mystical, the magical, and ultimate playground of adult fun and debauchery.
Of course, it can only be one place . . . Las Vegas.
The city that never sleeps.
The City of Second Chances.
The City of Lights.
The City of Lost Wages.
There is an old joke: How do you leave Las Vegas with a small fortune?
Go there with a large fortune!
It’s amazing how many dreams have been created and destroyed along a stretch of road only 4 miles long! But I think that most of those who visit Las Vegas (us included) are expecting to leave their money behind and help pay Nevada Power for all those hypnotizingly wonderful blinking lights. It’s just part of the Las Vegas experience. I don’t know of many people that actually leave Las Vegas with more money than they arrived with.
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