Greetings to all the NHC readers out there. You may have wondered why I didn't update for a little while earlier this month. I took a trip to Las Vegas and will share my observations from it in a couple of entries.
Of course, with the start of any trip, one has to look at the flight. I live in TX, which is about 1400 miles away, give or take driving to and from airports. Surprisingly, it only takes a couple hours each way and was quicker on the return flight, a stunning 2:35. I hadn't been on a trip in so long that I forgot how quickly a plane can get from one place to another with optimal conditions. It's hard to imagine how much better the conditions could have been, really.
I was lucky in that even though there were no assigned seats on either of my flights that I nabbed an aisle seat each way. I'm pretty tall for a non-athlete (6'2"), so the slight advantage of being on the aisle appeals to me greatly.
Flying still feels weird to me. In the midst of it, I can't say that I feel like anything is really happening. We're suspended in mid-air and moving toward a destination, but with no noticeable turbulence, it's hard to say that I felt much of anything.
Landing at McCarran airport was a bit confusing in the sense that I had trouble finding the baggage claim. Then I was advised to take the tram. It must be a big airport to require a tram just to get to baggage claim. From where I flew out, the baggage claim is downstairs, one floor below the gates.
Since it was around mid-afternoon when I landed, there was plenty of time to do stuff. Although in my case it was mostly driving and walking around casinos. More on that in the next entry.
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