The view from the window of our room at Treasure Island. As you can (sort of) see, the room itself contains not a hint of pirate. It was a nice room. I miss it. There's a lot I'll miss about Vegas.
There was only one guy I saw at Treasure Island who was dressed as a pirate. He was holding hands with a girl who was dressed as a peasant and they were on the line to get into Cirque du Soleil. I do not believe they were hotel employees.
I did get to the point where I wanted to just turn off my eyes. Has that ever happened to you? I couldn't take looking at all the people anymore. It felt strange to see so very many people pass through my day without any of them being familiar in any way. None of them were somebody I was happy to see.
When we're in Boston we see lots of strangers but we also see friends just about every night. Vermont has such a small population that you're pretty much going to see someone you know anywhere you go. The sheer number of unknown people we encountered in Vegas became, well, disappointing. Funny, huh?
More photos to come...