Ok. You're going to las Vegas. By ways of the Mojave Nat. Preserve (see my earlier blog), a desert with a dirt road and no one in sight for 2 hrs.
Finally you pick up the Hwy 15, some 60 km. from las Vegas and within 2 km. you're stuck in a traffic jam. Ehh?
A traffic jam. We drove slowly or stood still for the next 15 or so miles and finally arrived at the exit for Pimm. That's the first place in the desert where you can gamble coming from the south.
There were huge hotels and we were going to try and get a room.
And so I stepped into My First Casino.
When you've never ever seen a thing like that before, and I especially mean the sheer size, you're rooted on the spot.
As was I.
Each his own hell. I stood there considering mine, and this came close.
An immense, dark, cave like hall, screeching with loud music and the clangs and bangs and jingles and bells from the slot machines. In front of them - it wasn't even that busy - rather poor looking people listlessly pushing buttons, staring at the rolling bars with empty eyes or hanging in their chairs doing nothing.
The check in of the hotel was in the same cave and we came close to leaving immediately - but yeah, you're in the desert so there isn't much else to go to.
We stayed, we found a nice hotel room, we ate real good food (Greek taco's!) and slept well, so that we could get up at 7, drive to las Vegas and drive along the strip at 8 am when the place was still quiet.
We 'gambled' as well. We fed my bingo winnings (40 bucks!) into the slot machines, 5 at each casino we visited. In the end we had won 10 dollar, whiew!
And really, these casino's were not as horrible as the one in Pimm. They were quite fun, that is, and for us, for one day only.
Las Vegas is a must see and we're very glad we saw it.
And the traffic jam, because of Easter weekend?
No. 'Everyone wants to come in the weekend to Las Vegas, ma'am, it's always like this'.
Finally you pick up the Hwy 15, some 60 km. from las Vegas and within 2 km. you're stuck in a traffic jam. Ehh?
A traffic jam. We drove slowly or stood still for the next 15 or so miles and finally arrived at the exit for Pimm. That's the first place in the desert where you can gamble coming from the south.
There were huge hotels and we were going to try and get a room.
And so I stepped into My First Casino.
When you've never ever seen a thing like that before, and I especially mean the sheer size, you're rooted on the spot.
As was I.
Each his own hell. I stood there considering mine, and this came close.
An immense, dark, cave like hall, screeching with loud music and the clangs and bangs and jingles and bells from the slot machines. In front of them - it wasn't even that busy - rather poor looking people listlessly pushing buttons, staring at the rolling bars with empty eyes or hanging in their chairs doing nothing.
The check in of the hotel was in the same cave and we came close to leaving immediately - but yeah, you're in the desert so there isn't much else to go to.
We stayed, we found a nice hotel room, we ate real good food (Greek taco's!) and slept well, so that we could get up at 7, drive to las Vegas and drive along the strip at 8 am when the place was still quiet.
We 'gambled' as well. We fed my bingo winnings (40 bucks!) into the slot machines, 5 at each casino we visited. In the end we had won 10 dollar, whiew!
And really, these casino's were not as horrible as the one in Pimm. They were quite fun, that is, and for us, for one day only.
Las Vegas is a must see and we're very glad we saw it.
And the traffic jam, because of Easter weekend?
No. 'Everyone wants to come in the weekend to Las Vegas, ma'am, it's always like this'.
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