Viva Sin City - 2004-03-10
I've only been to Las Vegas a few times, but I have many vivid recollections from those short trips... the Disney-esque castle spires of the Excalibur, and the beautiful horses running around an oval ring at breakneck speed in its basement.
I've never liked cheap buffets, and they were all that Vegas seemed to provide (well, some casinos had swanky, Continental restaurants, for high rollers likely to squander hundreds of dollars on a bottle of indifferently stored vintage wine and unlikely to be too critical of tough meat under congealing sauces).
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