The Las Vegas Strip
"What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. But Vegas will always stay with you."
I've been going to Las Vegas since I was 2 years old. Back then I would cling to my mother as we walked through the casino. Trying to avoid Caesar and Cleopatra since I would start crying anytime they tried to talk to me. Then a few years would pass and I'd be in Circus Circus playing video games with my Grandpa while my Mom and Grandma played nickel slots. I got to be pretty good at driving games that year. A few more years would pass and I'd gone from video games to slots and slots to poker tournaments.
In all those years as I was growing up, so was Vegas. It's true Vegas hit its stride long before I was born, but it has evolved. Vegas never stops rebuilding itself. New casinos spring up on top of the old. I remember when the blinking sign of the Stardust Casino was big news. My mom and I would stand outside and try to count all the lights. Then the nightly eruption of the volcano at the Mirage was big big news, followed by pirate battles at Treasure Islands. Everything bigger and more epic than its predecessors.
While I know Vegas is Sin City, and as far as a moral compass, it's pointing straight to hell. But to me their is a redeeming lesson that Las Vegas can teach us. Really Vegas is a reflection of our own spirit, to outdo ourselves. To best our previous attempts. In the same way an Olympic sprinter works to get a faster time, every time. Las Vegas shows us that even when we think we're at the very top, we can go higher.
Like a climber on top of Everest looking to space, we can all travel higher.
Greg Inda
World Class Traveler
-The photo was shot at ISO 400 1/50th f/2.5 through a 35mm lens.
-For more information on traveling to Las Vegas visit http://www.lasvegas.com
-To see more of my photography visit http://www.flickr.com/photos/trefrog66
1 comment:
Nice Vegas photo. i've not been on the vegas strip since I was an itty bitty kid. I remember the lights.
July, coming back to chicago through vegas I got to see the evolved version of the strip. The colors don't quite pop from a distance during the blinding desert light of noon, but it still has a strange siren-like call compared to the surrounding grey-brown sand and rock.
Really nice photo
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