It's a bit of a tradition that I remember I have a blog when I go on holiday.
Out first day this year involved an early 6:30 start in a cab to the airport. Las Vegas is a ten hour flight away so we entertained ourselves with watching films, playing games, eating, drinking and trips to the toilet.
We meet Colin, our guide, who seemed friendly and helpful.
Vegas was nothing like my memory of it. We were staying in the old strip which, despite efforts to regenerate it, had a sad, faded appearance. The Golden Nugget, our home for two nights, seemed to be a good choice in the downtown area. It seemed spacious and comfortable, if a little dated.