We arrived here late at night (still June 30) and couldn’t wait to get to bed. The lights of Vegas from the plane were incredible. It didn’t take long to realise that Las Vegas is where everything is bigger, louder, more expensive and tackier than it should be.
The formula is shopping, gambling, drinking and eating. Repeat. Endlessly
Our Accommodation - Casino Royale
Our room at Casino Royale right at the start of The Strip. Cheap, clean, close…
I had a bit of the moment this morning. I was so tired, probably jet lagged, and felt like I had a hangover even though I hadn’t touched a drink.
We left our room and walked the short corridor to the stairs, climbed them and exited straight into the guts of the casino to be met with AC/DC ‘Back in Black’ blaring and poker machines making all sorts of commotion at full volume.
I suddenly felt claustrophobic and had to get out of there… but didn’t know how to.
After finding the exit, and feeling relieved that I could escape, I headed for it, only to step outside into the hustle and bustle of Las Vegas and 42 degree heat that literally took my breath away. There were people everywhere and nowhere for me to hide 🥺
After composing myself next door in the foyer, we grabbed something to eat and started our 10-hours of walking The Strip.
You’ve got to stay inside out of the oppressive heat. It’s only 42 degrees Celsius today but it feels like 50. Every place we’ve been to seems to be a copy paste of the previous one: pokie machines, beautifully cold air conditioning and designer shops.
While we were wandering around the Bellagio, we actually forgot where we were and ordered 2 drinks. I ordered a beer and Angela ordered a spirit mix. With tax and tips the bill was $25 USD (about $35AUD).
I’d love to know how Americans afford to do this as they are paid waaaay lower, as a country, than we are…