We crossed the desert. A good desert, well dry. Where there is actually nothing. Or almost. Few animals, well hidden. And the dirt all over. Or above, we do not know.
And we finally arrive here.
A feeling of déjà-vu.
But no, this is Las Vegas. Here we are. This anomaly in the middle of the desert. We think we will stay a night, maybe two at max. And the city finally captivates us. Not that we are seduced, we prefer nature and big spaces, but our curiosity is aroused. There are so much visual in this desert space.
So this visit that should be an unique night is getting transformed into two, then three. And finally four. In the city of sin.
We first find a park lot, two minutes from the Strip, an ioverlander spot. We stay there two nights. We meet Swiss then French travelers.
But the life in Vegas, blending heat, dirt and pollution, sometimes needs a shower stop. Campground it will be. We meet some Quebecois travelers.
We finally decide to leave, but the downtown visit is missing. The other Vegas, less flashy, more original, we watch again Casino (with the great De Niro).
Ok, we take another night in another campground.
We discover the all you can eat buffet. Brunch, please. Champagne and pancakes. Obviously. So we stay. A cup to celebrate this.
The last. Night, not glass. Then we finally go back on the road.
Las Vegas surprised us. Impressed. Astonished. We do not know if we liked it. But the fact is that we stayed. And much more than expected. It was completely unexpected. And this is what travel can do.
So here is our roman photo, our story of Vegas in pictures.
We saw Vegas