I had a business trip to Las Vegas last week, which meant my first-ever visit to Sin City. I’ve been all over the place traveling for work and pleasure – been through 47 airports prior to this trip – but I had never gone to Vegas before.
I’ll say this first: the place lives up to its reputation. You step out of the jetway at the airport, and as advertised, there are slot machines right there in the terminal:
I was staying at the Bellagio hotel for my meeting, and my room had a lovely view west of the Las Vegas Valley and the surrounding mountains:
Outside, the Strip was every bit as bright and boisterous as you would expect:
Your eyes aren’t deceiving you – that’s a fake Eiffel Tower across the street from the Bellagio, at the Paris casino. There’s a fake Arc du Triomphe, too:
By comparison, the Bellagio looks positively restrained:
The Bellagio also boasts a conservatory and an art gallery. I never made it to the art gallery, but the conservatory was lovely. It was decorated in honor of Lunar New Year, which is coming up in early February
I had the rare privilege on this trip of being joined by my beautiful bride, who arrived in Vegas a day after I did:
Tomorrow: Take a hike.