“I hate Disneyland. It prepares our kids for Las Vegas.”–Tom Waits
My first ever trip to Vegas was an inadvertent one, way back in 1978. Driving from LA to Zion national park on our honeymoon, Cheryl and I stopped on the Vegas strip for lunch. Today I am headed directly there–no side trips, nothing inadvertent. Normally, I would not write about a trip until after I take it. I’m making an exception for this as, after all, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. I’ll see you when I get back, assuming I don’t stay there.