Vegas, Baby!
By the time my delayed flight arrived in Las Vegas, my luggage got to the baggage carousel, the shuttle deposited me at the rental car center, I picked up my Chevy Cobalt, I drove it across town and through the heavy traffic on The Strip, I checked in at The Mirage, and finally made it to the 18th floor, it's almost 2 a.m. (actually 5 a.m. East Coast time). So, this city's world-renowned nightlife aside, I am gonna crash!