And so the travelling begins. Again. Wednesday afternoon, I leave for London; Monday morning, I'm off to - of all places - Las Vegas. I thoroughly dislike Vegas. "Vegas, baby!" me all you want, I find the place both disturbing and depressing. Armies of purple-haired women stuffing $1 tokens into one-armed bandits, over and over and over again; roving hordes of drunken conventioneers searching for cheap shrimp cocktails and expensive lap-dances; desperate family-men who lose their savings, and their sanity, at the blackjack table; a melting-pot of the very worst America has to offer. Yeah, I'm a killjoy, but the place honestly gives me the creeps. I like things that are
real.
Speaking of real, Las Vegas will be followed by Los Angeles (L.A. exists in its own version of reality), Seattle, and San Francisco - all of which I enjoy visiting - although, unfortunately, I won't have the opportunity to stop by the most 'real' city of them all, New York, this time around. Time is a concern, and I need to get back to the team and the project as soon as possible. We have an incredibly tight schedule ahead of us.