The Roquefort Files

Travels to the pub and back

January 3rd, 2010

Two tickets to the gun show

Vegas telegraphs its proximity, long before there’s any sign of the city itself, by the gigantic billboards which line the I15. Ads for casinos, concerts, erotic shows and shooting ranges — money, sex and guns, more or less — lead the way towards the mother of all billboards, the famous “Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas” […]

June 28th, 2005

Vegas Two Times.

First thing the next morning (okay, 11 am) we had a blackjack lesson, supplied free of charge by the casino. The croupier was entertaining, although by the end of it I was more bemused than I was at the beginning: blackjack is entirely a game of predictable chance, and I couldn’t quite grasp why anyone […]

June 27th, 2005

Vegas: 1st attempt.

Settled into our unprecedented two hotel rooms (no roll-away bed or flea-infested mattress for one of us tonight, no sir. Tonight we was kickin’ it floral-print style), we put on our least crumpled T-shirts and ventured out into downtown Vegas. The centre of downtown was Fremont Street, covered by a canopy running its full length, […]

June 24th, 2005

Welcome to Fabulous (Downtown) Las Vegas!

I demanded that we stop at the Hoover Dam on the way to Vegas, inspired mainly by a song on my iPod called, yes, Hoover Dam. We stepped out of the car into a vast natural hairdryer. I can’t even begin to guess what the temperature was – 40°C, maybe? It’s probably the hottest place […]