Passengers on the long (10 hour) flight were overwhelmingly young adults, two or three times as many men as women. Everyone relaxed and out for a good time. Donald Trump far, far, far from any thoughts. But the young Danish businessman sitting next to Lesley knew all about Leicester City and the premiership – but not that they had finally won. Loved the double-page spread in the Guardian we had brought from home.
First impressions on arrival: (bearing in mind we were pretty zonked) The sheer size of all the spaces relative to the number of people using them. Great, square, marbled halls and corridors, dwarfing the occupants. Continue reading To Las Vegas