Well I’ve officially left for Indianapolis. I spent the night in Vegas. I’ve actually never stayed in a hotel here, but Circus Circus was $28 a night so I thought it would be a cheap spot to stay so I can make my next destination today. I’ve remembered why I’m not a big fan of casinos and their hotels. It’s the smell. My room smell’s like a 90 year old chain smoker lived here their whole life.
Tack on Vegas is in the middle of nowhere. The strip isn’t even that long. Frank Sinatra is dead. Someone please help me out…why do people by the millions go to the middle nowhere, to reek like Marlboro Lights, and wait in longs lines to check into a hotel where Frank Sinatra doesn’t sing? Am I missing something?