Well, coincidentally, i just happened to be in Vegas this past weekend as well. It was my first real trip there, and boy, what a town.
The trip lead me to re-watch Leaving Las Vegas just this morning, which was and still is one of my all time favourite films. This time however the movie became so much more real, because I saw dozens of real-life Ben's strolling and drinking around town.
I'm no teetotaller, but there are obviously some hardcore alcoholics in that town, some permanent residents and some tourists.
Yesterday morning at breakfast time I had to escape the incessant noise of the strip and the flowery pukey stench of the casino air filtration systems and headed down Flamingo road to the Westin for the calm serenity of a Starbucks (of which I'm not a fan but I needed some peace).
At 8am I walked by a convenience store slash bar and the latter was dark and half full of what seemed to be the hardcore. But I'm not judging in any regard, because I'm guessing there are some locals in Vegas who are merely finishing an overnight shift, and going for an afterwork drink (it's their evening, our morning, after all).
The friends I went with went for breakfast somewhere else that morning..at a place called spearmint rhino. You can have breakfast sandwiches, a beer and lap dances from a stripper.
As i said, what a town. It seems a lot of people in a desperate state go there because obviously, anything goes, and they simply fit in better amongst their own kind. One young kid was walking around with a sign. For twenty bucks you get to kick him in the nuts. Sad.
Anyway Erin, I read up on LLV a bit more after watching it again, and learned more about your brother and his story, and it ultimately lead me to check out your site.
I too have a brother, who has had his demons with the bottle, and although he's much better now, I saw Ben in him, so, I just wanted to drop by your blog, and say hello.
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I hope you asked Sheldon Adelson to loan you a couple bucks.
RJ
O'brien, those are fabulous. I wish I had been there to see those.
Well, coincidentally, i just happened to be in Vegas this past weekend as well. It was my first real trip there, and boy, what a town.
The trip lead me to re-watch Leaving Las Vegas just this morning, which was and still is one of my all time favourite films. This time however the movie became so much more real, because I saw dozens of real-life Ben's strolling and drinking around town.
I'm no teetotaller, but there are obviously some hardcore alcoholics in that town, some permanent residents and some tourists.
Yesterday morning at breakfast time I had to escape the incessant noise of the strip and the flowery pukey stench of the casino air filtration systems and headed down Flamingo road to the Westin for the calm serenity of a Starbucks (of which I'm not a fan but I needed some peace).
At 8am I walked by a convenience store slash bar and the latter was dark and half full of what seemed to be the hardcore. But I'm not judging in any regard, because I'm guessing there are some locals in Vegas who are merely finishing an overnight shift, and going for an afterwork drink (it's their evening, our morning, after all).
The friends I went with went for breakfast somewhere else that morning..at a place called spearmint rhino. You can have breakfast sandwiches, a beer and lap dances from a stripper.
As i said, what a town. It seems a lot of people in a desperate state go there because obviously, anything goes, and they simply fit in better amongst their own kind. One young kid was walking around with a sign. For twenty bucks you get to kick him in the nuts. Sad.
Anyway Erin, I read up on LLV a bit more after watching it again, and learned more about your brother and his story, and it ultimately lead me to check out your site.
I too have a brother, who has had his demons with the bottle, and although he's much better now, I saw Ben in him, so, I just wanted to drop by your blog, and say hello.
cheers
Ryan
I'm very glad you did, Ryan. Thanks for visiting and leaving such a nice comment.
Good luck to you and yours for the holiday season and beyond.
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