chasing rabbits stateside

My final day in Las Vegas was spent around the pool, online at the public library (one guy was watching porn on the interent - I complained - I was told there was nothing that could be done becasue of 'freedom of rights'. My arse, too lazy to take the guy on more like, and what the hell is 'freedom of rights' anyway? I find it difficult to believe that even in Las vegas it's considered acceptable to have porn on in a pubic library where children are wandering around......I can't believe I just said that, Las vegas is a crazy place that bares no resemblance to reality .... I was seething at any rate!). A guy on the street gave me his business card and offered to take me out for the night "all I want is to see you smile and to touch your ass", erm , cheers !!

This is a strange city surrounded on all sides by desert and mountains, it feels as though you are being held captive. It exists for the soul purpose of getting people drunk and extracting cash from them. It's brash and over the top , it's 'low-culture' at its best and it makes no apologies. You have to have an element of respect for the sheer nerve of the place. It's location, design, personality, leave you feeling disconnected from everywhere and everything else. There is no where calm for you to take a breather, no city parks with quiet shady corners, no independent coffee houses where you can read a paper surrounded by 'locals'. The place never rests nor does it allow you to. I'm glad I've been and I'm glad I left.

posted by KP @ 11:49 PM