Here are a few of the images from the week spent in Las Vegas.
Who says there's no modesty in Vegas?
"No, I don't want a hooker. But I'll take your photo!"
Too many people come to Vegas to get married. Not just in the quickie-drive-thru-by-Elvis kind of wedding but nicer ones. Sure, there are beautiful places in Vegas to get married. The canals in The Venetian, The Bellagio, Hooters Casino...but everything there is a fake. The facades, decor, lakes, and streams. It's all fake or put there by man. What does that say about the marriage? Is it real? Will it last longer than a Las Vegas landmark? Will it implode or will it flourish? Will it become more elegant with time or turn cheap and tacky? I would prefer a smaller wedding at the real resort on Lake Como than the fake one near Lake Mead. But that's just me.
Yes, they have dolphins in the desert. Who knew?!
And finally, as we ventured up the escalator L says, "that girl's not wearing underwear!" Being the male that I am my ear perked up like a startled dog and quickly scanned my surroundings...nature at its best. Then I saw what she was talking about, but the artist in me also saw a perfect framing of people and had to grab this frame. Does this make me perverted? Do I care? I think it's a nice photo... regardless of the subject matter.
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