...you can gamble as soon as you get here!!!
Yes, those are slot machines in the Las Vegas airport. They were the first thing I saw getting off the plane. I was thoroughly entertained while waiting to meet my friends there. If I had been hungover or jetlagged, I could have paid to huff air freshener -- um, I mean meditate while inhaling aromatherapy essential-oil infused oxygen -- at the Oxygen Bar and Spa.
Note the sign on the right that mentions massages. It means that the girl rolls one of those wooden sticks with balls over your back. I didn't check the price, but it was still probably at least $50.
Another amusing particular. In Tucson, I can't drive a mile without passing at least one dollar store, but here there is the $10 store.
It does look like the merchandise is a little nicer than what you get at the dollar store. And, just for fun, a view of the grand canyon from the plane, since I was so excited to not be sitting over the wing.
