Last year Scott had the idea that we should go to Las Vegas for our anniversary. Around Christmastime the ticket price went down to suitable level for suitable days and we bought them. Booked the accommodation as well and already three weeks later arrived in Las Vegas. I have mentioned those delicious arepas in Las Vegas in this blog previously too and the first thing on the agenda after dropping off the bags was to go to our arepa joint and have dinner. Planned, but not executed. Although I had consulted their web page that they are open until 11pm and we have plenty of time, it turned out that they apparently had forgotten to check their site and at 9:58pm locked the door right in front of us.
Since we were hungry, we stepped into a Mexican joint basically next door, but the taco I had there, is not even worth mentioning. What Scott had, was somewhat better. I decided that the only thing to save the situation, is chocolate and grabbed a peanut butter Twix in 7/11. To get to the chocolate aisle, I had to squeeze through an army of gamblers, who with all the extended family had occupied all the machines, smoked like chimneys and raced the horses from the left side of the screen to the right side.
Since we were hungry, we stepped into a Mexican joint basically next door, but the taco I had there, is not even worth mentioning. What Scott had, was somewhat better. I decided that the only thing to save the situation, is chocolate and grabbed a peanut butter Twix in 7/11. To get to the chocolate aisle, I had to squeeze through an army of gamblers, who with all the extended family had occupied all the machines, smoked like chimneys and raced the horses from the left side of the screen to the right side.
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