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The first day was long and full driving with passing scenery of stone and wave. Tremendous walls rose of mountain drawing the eye towards them as they reached for the sky. Birds flew over head as road signs and green vastness flew by. Many hours rode the wind and soon we arrived in the Sin City. It was a towering monolith to mans' gluttony and over indulgence in all things. Buildings of all shapes and sizes stormed from the ground, crowded together but each unique with something special to offer to anyone willing to part with time and money. Today would be the day of rest.
After sleep we made a point to get in some gambling action while wandering vast corridors in search not only of shops and excitement but of any sight that might be seen. We experienced a show of unrivaled proportions with tremendously skilled impersonators that left my heart souring. The very show itself had my soul and my spirits wound. After surveying many shops and purchasing various wares from more-than-willing-to-haggle merchants and had our food.
Soon we discovered the arcade and our inner children indulged merrily hand in hand accumulating more than 8000 tickets! But we saved and saved. We spent many a minute or couple hundred wandering the sweltering streets and taking pictures so not only would our memories be preserved but so that others might have a taste of our adventure and perhaps spur them onto adventures of their own! After nearly giving to heat exhaustion it was time to hit the pool with albeit too heavily chlorinated was more than refreshing.
The final day went to a place where the models do not moved composed of much the same things as a candle or a doll. Where beady eyes do not shift, but touched in the right place a cheek might shine or words may be heard. There existence bothered me in that they were soulless and unmoving and left me wondering whether I should be reaching for my kunai necklace or simply soak it all in. That evening we treated our gracious host and chauffeur Patrick to dinner for all the sacrifices he had made to see to it our dream had come true.
The fifth day as we took to the road once more home never seemed more far off and we had nearly reached it when it was discovered our tire was a loss. After the great kindness and generosity of strange shown like a lighthouse in the fog we were on our way till finally we were back in this tiny little town we call home. We feasted with Megan's family on delicious foods and though I had become ill over the course of said days the trip was more than worth as something I had both never experienced and would cherish for all of my days as the best trip I'd ever had. And now with time my body has rapidly recovered though not completely, so with new appreciation for our simple town and simple way of life, a few new lessons and a lot of new equipment I set out to return to work and appreciate once more what I have.
