Las Vegas re-examined

Natacha and I made a fast driving trip to Las Vegas this last weekend. I had been promising her a ‘girls road trip’ for some time now, and she really wanted to visit Las Vegas just once to see if what everybody told her was true.

I couldn’t think of a plausible reason not to go.

Let’s get one thing straight. I can’t stand Las Vegas. I truly think it’s the sweaty, stinky, hairy armpit of America. And, that opinion is formed having spent at least fifty percent of my time out at Nellis Air Force Base. Nellis is actually an island of calm, being an air warfare center. Ironic, isn’t it? One step out those gates, however, and all bets are off, with the sound of gunfire and cop sirens.

 

Away we went, last Saturday morning.

Part of the experience was to get Natacha at ease with driving outside of the city limits. If you’re not a regular reader, Natacha is from West Africa - Brazzaville/French Congo. She didn’t speak English four years ago when she came here, not to mention know how to drive a car. She’s a pretty darn good driver now, very cautious. But, she’s still petrified at the idea of freeway driving or tackling the Mt. Rose highway.

She took the first leg of the drive to Yerington, Nevada.

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