Nothing in Vegas really surprises me anymore, well, until we got onto the Deuce bus after midnight tonight. This double-decker bus runs up and down the strip dropping everyone off at their various hotels. We were the first ones on and so of course claimed the best seats in the house. Everyone else on board pretty much were in their 30s and 40s and appeared to be re-living their teenage years, it was completely out of control. The woman behind us had a Sarah Palin/Fargoesque accent and kept shouting out all kinds of stupid crap i.e. passing Circus Circus she starts yelling “It’s slots of fun everyone!! Come on, let’s go…slots of fun.” Oh god, this place truly is like adult Disneyland at times.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
What the deuce?
Nothing in Vegas really surprises me anymore, well, until we got onto the Deuce bus after midnight tonight. This double-decker bus runs up and down the strip dropping everyone off at their various hotels. We were the first ones on and so of course claimed the best seats in the house. Everyone else on board pretty much were in their 30s and 40s and appeared to be re-living their teenage years, it was completely out of control. The woman behind us had a Sarah Palin/Fargoesque accent and kept shouting out all kinds of stupid crap i.e. passing Circus Circus she starts yelling “It’s slots of fun everyone!! Come on, let’s go…slots of fun.” Oh god, this place truly is like adult Disneyland at times.
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