Viva Las Vegas

We are off to see the the wonders of 'sin city' (or 'Las Vegas' for those fundementalist Christians out there). What joys could possibly await us in such a glorious place? We can't hardly wait for the jingle jangle of slot machines as retired go-go dancers hit it big; the creeped out feeling you get as a transvestite hooker asks to blow you under the bright lights of the strip for ten dollars;the sweet look on a hobo child's face as you tell them, "Quit asking for money! There are starving children in Africa!", when they ask you for change on your way to the next bar; the sweet beer-like perfume of a drunk's vomit as you step over him to get inside Denny's for a late-night breakfast. So many sites to see and we only have a week to see them. Plan, plan, plan until the big day. Until then we can only dream what the desert has in store for us.