Saturday, June 14, 2008

Vegas

There's no way of putting into words just how mental Vegas is. The interactive television service in the rooms of the Las Vegas Hilton affords guests the opportunity to book a prostitute, without anything appearing on the hotel bill.
It's also hot. Hotter, in fact, than a cauldron in a furnace inside a steel factory.




I'm now in Flagstaff, Arizona, having driven yesterday from Vegas to the Hoover Dam, and then on to the Grand Canyon. Onward to New Mexico today...

2 comments:

elberry said...

Did you wear an Ocean's 11 suit?

Gordon McCabe said...

My sartorial style matched the quality of the screenplay for Ocean's 12.