New year's Eve in Vegas is something to do once and only once. There were more losers walking around runk than anywhere else in the world on NYE. I mean, if you think about it, then it makes perfect sense. Everybody drinks all day, loses cash, then goes outside and yells out their frustrations and nobody cares. As a matter of fact, people thrive on the yelling. They all join in and it becomes one big headache. Maybe my hurt foot contributed to the agony, but I would rather have had my foot blown completely off than have to deal with that aggravation again.
I did learn one thing though...if I do go back to Vegas for New Year's Eve, I will DEFINITELY get a room on the strip somewhere. This way, I can walk down to the strip at 11:55, watch the fireworks, then go right back to gambling or to my room for a much-needed shower.
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