Welcome to Vegas! Why do I have nothing to say?
My mom always comments that on a flight into Vegas, it is like a party. Everyone's laughing and ordering alcohol. On the flights out of Vegas, though, it's a funeral; everyone is quiet and subdued.
Yesterday was definitely a party day - there was a group of University of Texas students who had just finished finals. Some girl had turned 21 and her dad was flying her and thirty friends out to Vegas to spend one night. (Seriously?) THEY were pretty thrilled to be on this flight.
Anyway, it's lovely to be here. Even without thirty friends.