heh heh

I’m not much of a gambler, and shows are not my fave. So Vegas is a destination I would not choose for a fun place to spend the weekend.

BUT

my husband’s family lives there, including his two daughters. So I have gotten an opportunity to get to know Vegas from an almost insider POV.

And so it turns out to be a lot like other cities, anywhere. It used to seem like Disneyland for adults — facade and fakery. But as it turns out the restaurants are real, and the food is real. The music will one day be real too, but so far, it is a lot of pretend Elvis, pretend Frank, etc. I have even heard pretend flamenco there, which is kind of funny.

Last time I went, I had a really delicious meal at Roys. I got to see Lake Las Vegas. We went to a condo there. It was for sale for two million dollars. It had the same floor plan as the condo I sold in Simi Valley, which I was soooo happy to sell. Lake Las Vegas is pretty in a sort of man made lake way.

It is sort of like Palm Springs, but much pricier. And without the fabulous shops run by guys with long mascaraed eyelashes and great taste.

One thing about going to Las Vegas is on the flight in everyone is laughing, and on the flight back, they are not. But this is not much different from flights back and forth from Hawaii. OK, I’ll go ahead and be full on bitchy. When people are leaving Hawaii, they are sad to be leaving Hawaii. When they are leaving Vegas, they are sad to be leaving their money.

I have been reading Gore Vidal.