There are some places in this world which are firmly entrenched on the “Must see before you die…or become too old and lose your ability to enjoy life” list.
The top 5 on my list would include…
Bat Cave ,
GI JOE Headquarters, Cybertron and The Crabby Patty. Smurf Village
Unfortunately, as of yet, I’ve never been able to visit any of those legendary locales. It’s mainly due to finances and partly due to the seemingly un-bridgeable gap between the world of reality and the land of fantasy…but mainly finances.
The two biggest secrets in life remain:
1) How do you get the caramel into the caramel bar?
2) How did Mr. Rogers get to the Neighbourhood of Make-Believe?
Since I have yet to crack the code or come up with enough funds to buy the answer from Cadbury – whom I believe holds the keys to both secrets – I decided do the best with what is available to me.
So, for our vacation, my wife and I chose to visit the closest thing to a fantasy world our real world has to offer.
The City of
The City That Never Sleeps! (no…not
the City of
(no…not Hell, Michigan).
We’re talking the one and only…
Then we discovered it had no hotels…so we tried
In our brief stay I was exposed to so many lights, I was able to see in the dark for days after returning home. The phrase “Good night” was never uttered…nor was “Good Morning”, for that matter. As for sin, I had a great time…without sinning. Surprise. Surprise.
I really wish I could present a detailed account of our stay in Vegas, but…“What happens in Vegas…Stays in Vegas.”
We signed a confidentiality contract at the airport upon landing, our true vacation itinerary was disposed of at one of the many VMI (Vegas Memories Incineration) stations and a standard “What I did in Vegas” form was handed to us to personalize.
So, here (according to official documentation) is what I did in Vegas.
That’s my story…and I’m sticking to it. Viva,
Have a good one,