The Roquefort Files

Travels to the pub and back

July 4th, 2005

The end is nigh.

On Saturday, we drove into the centre of Santa Barbara to watch the summer solstice procession, a Beltane-type affair with the town’s loons and samba dancers watched by the sane inhabitants. We watched, ate a last burrito (tinged with both sadness and blessed relief), and left for Los Angeles. California is perhaps the only state [...]

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 [...]