Weekly Photo Challenge: Big
I don’t know what represents big to me. So here are some Vegas pics. Vegas, baby, Vegas!!!
Did I mention that the house where I stayed in Las Vegas was built by the guy who originally owned the Sahara? He lived there for years. I was sitting in the same living room where Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis and other bad asses used to party. I have a feeling if I was alive back then, I would’ve partied with the rat pack. My buddy showed me the hidden safe where the guy hid all of the money from his casino. It was a pretty clever place. Enough people tried to rob him, but they never found the safe. That guy was no joke.
I’m not a big fan of the typical Vegas strip, but there is some interesting gangster history if you are into that. Have you ever seen Casino or Goodfellas? I find old school Vegas interesting. There is the car culture, the girls who dress like pinup girls from the sixties. There is a lot more to Vegas than gambling, prostitutes and drive thru wedding chapels.