Las Vegas, Nevada (Photo credit: RobertCiavarro)
My wife is flying around the continent today trying to reach home in Utah from Thunder Bay, Ontario which is the Canadian Midwest. To get a cheap fare, she was compelled to fly to Toronto and then to Newark, New Jersey on her way to Las Vegas, Nevada. From Las Vegas she will ride a shuttle bus 120 miles to Saint George.
To me this makes no sense at all. My understanding is that the major cost of flying is the fuel cost. Why should an airline or a nation expend more fuel to fly more miles to offer a lower fare? No sense at all. Airlines should be required to offer fares directly proportional to the miles flown. It would have been much more convenient for my wife to fly from our brand-new airport in Saint George to Salt Lake City or Denver and then directly to Minneapolis and/or Thunder Bay. We as a nation are wasting fuel with the present system as well as the time and convenience of our citizens.
Stardust Hotel and Casino, Las Vegas Nevada (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
My first visit to Las Vegas happened in 1963. I flew into McCarran Field late on a friday evening, rented a car and checked into the Stardust for my stay. In the dark, I could see little of the surrounding area. In the morning when I stepped onto the balcony outside my room, I was shocked by the scene, no green on the barren hills nearby. I grew up in the Midwest and this was my first trip to the West.
Las Vegas has changed a great deal in those 49 years since my first visit. The Stardust and most hotels along the strip were only two stories high. The Sahara at 9 stories was the sole exception. Las Vegas Boulevard at six lanes was a wide, open thoroughfare that handled all the traffic with ease. Unlike the present, where it seems like a narrow river at the bottom of a deep canyon.
I prefer the Las Vegas of my youth where everything was on a more human scale. South Lake Tahoe resembles the Las Vegas of my younger days. Perhaps that is why I like to stay at the Stardust resort there; it reminds me of my first trip to Las Vegas.
Please see Las Vegas | Las Vegas is
Image via Wikipedia
Las Vegas is
My kind of town.
Where wheels spin and coins drop
Where dice roll and cards are dealt
Where lights flash and cash is king
Where artists sing and dance
Where showgirls preen and prance
Where what happens stays in Las Vegas
Until it doesn’t.
Viva Las Vegas