After 10 hours and 45 minutes we landed at McCarran International airport. We stumbled out of out the airport and into a cab…. baggage retrieval and customs was that quick! No queues, I like it here already. Our hotel ( if you can call it that ) was the Linq Hotel on ‘The Strip’. Boy was it huge!!! I was blown away by the giantness hugeness enormousness of the place. Then jet lag hits me like a speeding freight train and Biagio has lost his phone!
30 minutes later panic over, somehow Biagio’s phone found it’s way into my handbag. Rather than going to sleep we decide to take a walk and as you can see from the photo above, Biagio was now a happy bunny!
We bump into Gordon Ramsay who was opening a fish ‘n’ chip shop opposite our hotel. We will not be led into temptation we are going local on this trip.
We managed to get tickets for a show at the Mirage….. Arghhh British again but marvelous and loved it.
The main strip is chaotic and bustling with party goers and gamblers… there is a sad undertone of desperation and poverty…. but wander away from it and a magical Vegas appears. Admire the views from the Stratosphere… take a walk along Fremont Street at dusk and enjoy the ‘free’ live performances along the road. This is where Las Vegas was born in 1844 thanks to Mr John C Fremont who first settled there. Las Vegas was actually recognised in 1905.
I had mixed feeling about Las Vegas. I thought I hated it. We got lost inside the Venetian and spent what seemed like an eternity trying to find the exit. Then got lost in Caesar’s Palace. ( our sense of direction is not something I am proud of) Everything was just enormous… including the tipping system. But I actually really loved it…. the bright sparkling lights the super friendly locals and the lovely warm climate…… next stop the Hoover Dam and Grand Canyon.