Las Vegas

I sit here in the Las Vegas Airport. It’s a little after 12:30 in the morning back on the east coast. I don’t care what time that makes it here.

A trip to Vegas — at least the reportable version of such a trip – certainly includes gambling, meals, and, if you’re like me, camaraderie.

Watching the advertising campaign for Sin City might lead you to believe an elaborate cover story is needed before heading to town.