That meant we had to fly to Los Angeles, through LAX, and endure a near-three-hour layover before boarding our 49-minute flight to the desert gaming empire.
And though you can book direct flights to Las Vegas, we opted to fly Delta to get the miles (and thus retain our Sky Priority status for another year). We’d left Spokane on a Thursday afternoon. Instead, let me run down our first full day, which turned out to be more than I usually do in a full week.
But I’ll get to that in a future post as – second cliché of the day – I’m not prone to counting chickens before they hatch (maybe it won’t work out). The big draw was a special event that was meant to cap both our birthdays. We’d decided to get away from the early-winter Spokane chill and enjoy a week in the Nevada desert. Not a single throw of the dice nor pull of a slot machine. My wife Mary Pat and I just spent a week in Las Vegas, and to the surprise of many we didn’t gamble – or game, as some would say – once. No, wait, I mean to say that gambling is intrinsic to Las Vegas, and Las Vegas is known as Sin City.