Where? Vegas, of course

No big-money wins in Vegas ... but I may be richer for the experience.

Where else could I see a person of short stature dressed as a leprechaun calling pedestrians into a gambling casino like a carny MC?

Where else would I get to work in a tattoo parlour, or experience the thrill of being escorted from airport security because I put a snow globe in my carry-on baggage?

Where else could I pay $12.50 ($25/2) to obtain VIP status in order to go the front of the line and get discounted Cirque du Soleil tickets only to fall asleep during the show and miss the first act?

Where else would I get to drink beer while walking along a sidewalk on a street known as The Strip?

Where else would I be able to walk into a restaurant drinking a bottle of beer without any one person so much as batting an eye at the absurdity of it?

Where else might I be offered glossy calling cards of naked women by young men, old women, and the odd child (who are likely illegal and likely being paid next-to-nothing wages)?

Where might I, a 44-year-old woman, get carded (in a "non-smoking" bar located in the middle of a smoking casino) and be insulted by wait staff for being Canadian then refused service because my 41-year-old friend does not have photo ID with her?

Only in Vegas, baby.

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