I’ve arrived in Vegas, and I’m finally at the hotel. I waited in line for a taxi longer than it would have taken me to walk to the hotel. An hour, to be exact. And I’m in the absolute extreme far corner of the hotel property. I’m deeply not thrilled with this room placement. Getting onto the wireless network is a dim and distant dream, for one thing, but it’s about a quarter mile out to my room, and that’s Just Wrong.
The room service menu claimed I was ordering Etoufee. Actually, it said Entouffe. I’m not sure what that is, but it’s not Etoufee. Kinda disappointing.
Perhaps I can track some folks down and have some fun this evening. Not too much fun, though, since I speak early in the morning.