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It has been 2,400 miles since we left home. We are off to Las Vegas... and I hope we have the shirts on our backs when we leave the city. The traffic is horrendous. Cars are everywhere. A multitude of people from different states are here and in a continuous hustle. It ought to be interesting seeing all of the losers drive out of here unclothed. |
| I must have done a million crossword
puzzles before we got here. You see... the puzzles keep me occupied so that my
active mind doesn't freak out over the traffic. My eyesight is getting blurry
though, trying to focus intensely on the puzzles instead of screaming in total stock
terror at the traffic. We do have our system worked out though. When in
traffic, he tells me... "DON'T LOOK", then he lets me know when it's safe for me
to look again. Paul knows where he wants to go but finding it is becoming difficult. The RV park where he wants to stay is now covered by a giant casino. He finally gives up and parks the RV in a shopping area, leaves me, and takes off in the Tracker searching for a campground. When he comes back we are booked in for three days behind a casino called Circus Circus. He hooks the Tracker back up and we finally are on our way to a well deserved rest. The RV is hooked up and we crash for a long nap. I've never seen Paul drop like that before. Traffic was so bad that we might as well have been driving in New York City. I let Paul be the guide since he has been here before so we are off to the MGM Grand Casino. It is still day light and there is an excitement in the air. It looks like a town getting ready for the circus to begin at sundown... but this place is a continuous circus. We eat a buffet style dinner at MGM. The food makes us wish that we had two stomachs... like a cow. I have a tendency (a big one) to savor my food. I oooh and ahhh a lot when I eat a delicious something or other and I ate a lot of them tonight. |
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After eating we gamble some more at MGM. Then we go up an escalator and cross over the main street in a caged cross-walk. It is night time and the circus has begun. There are so many lights that our visual senses are overpowered. Sir Knight takes pictures and they come out wonderfully. |
| Las Vegas... Lady of the Night |  |
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| Now, Sir Knight has a method in his gambling. I don't, so I am following him around like a lamb to the slaughter. So far his method seems to be like everyone else's... "How to Lose in Vegas". I develop my own method but it seems to produce the same results. We head back to the RV that is quietly waiting... our sanctuary from the surrounding madness. |
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There are pigeons and sparrows here at the campground. For some reason they know that I will feed them. I crunch up some crackers and the party begins. I enjoy listening to the pigeons coo while they eat. I put some crackers in a separate place so the sparrows can get some food. I know now why old men in the park feed pigeons. It brings them great joy. One of the birds leave a teeny white feather near my left foot. I appreciate the gesture and tuck the feather in my billfold. |
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My bicycle trip carries me from the Circus Circus Campground up the Strip and out past the airport. Las Vegas Boulevard, or the "Strip" has narrow lanes with a lot of traffic... not good for the faint of heart on a bicycle. The side mirrors on cars are about six inches from yours truly!!. I try and circle through casino parking lots where possible. |
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We go to lunch... at a casino of course, and of course, we try "the method". Then we return to the RV for a nap. After the nap, I take a picture of a bungie jumper taking a leap from a tower next to the casino. |
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