Saturday, March 26, 2005
Viva Las Vegas
Yes, I know it's been said before...
My Day Job sent me on an adventure to the City of Sin this week. I was at an educational conference for three days. It was a highly interesting trip, as I hadn't been in Vegas since 1989.
It's a mythic place in some ways. On Tuesday night, I was sitting in Quark's Bar at the Hilton, chatting with a few inebriated folks, listening to the barkeep/waiter asking someone how they wanted their steak replicated (as in rare, medium rare, well). One individual was recently back from Iraq in the Air Force, moonlighting as a Starfleet lieutenant colonel at the Star Trek Experience. I had to beg off hanging out at one point because I was planning to meet another friend down the strip at Margaritaville.
Our daily lives just don't leave us room for vocabulary like that.
I like the Margaritaville in Key West much better. Hell, I like Key West in general much better. So it goes. The erupting volcano and the giant margarita pitchers were a nice touch, but the place was *way* too crowded. I may be an entertainer, but too many people pressed too closely can push me right back into my little introvert shell.
I also walked over to the Luxor, the big hotel/casino shaped like the Great Pyramid. Say what you want about "pyramid power;" I couldn't stay in the place more than about ten minutes. My head was buzzing for hours after I got out of there.
It's a beautiful place though; I'm not knocking it. Though as a fan of Stargate SG-1, being in a place with so much Egyptian interior decorating had me waiting for some guy with glowing eyes to appear, saying, "Kneel before your God." :)
Las Vegas - there's noplace else like it on Earth. Nor should there be.
My Day Job sent me on an adventure to the City of Sin this week. I was at an educational conference for three days. It was a highly interesting trip, as I hadn't been in Vegas since 1989.
It's a mythic place in some ways. On Tuesday night, I was sitting in Quark's Bar at the Hilton, chatting with a few inebriated folks, listening to the barkeep/waiter asking someone how they wanted their steak replicated (as in rare, medium rare, well). One individual was recently back from Iraq in the Air Force, moonlighting as a Starfleet lieutenant colonel at the Star Trek Experience. I had to beg off hanging out at one point because I was planning to meet another friend down the strip at Margaritaville.
Our daily lives just don't leave us room for vocabulary like that.
I like the Margaritaville in Key West much better. Hell, I like Key West in general much better. So it goes. The erupting volcano and the giant margarita pitchers were a nice touch, but the place was *way* too crowded. I may be an entertainer, but too many people pressed too closely can push me right back into my little introvert shell.
I also walked over to the Luxor, the big hotel/casino shaped like the Great Pyramid. Say what you want about "pyramid power;" I couldn't stay in the place more than about ten minutes. My head was buzzing for hours after I got out of there.
It's a beautiful place though; I'm not knocking it. Though as a fan of Stargate SG-1, being in a place with so much Egyptian interior decorating had me waiting for some guy with glowing eyes to appear, saying, "Kneel before your God." :)
Las Vegas - there's noplace else like it on Earth. Nor should there be.
# posted by Loren Davidson @ 1:40 PM 
