This pretty much sums up our Thanksgiving. The weather was amazing and Las Vegas has won me over for a few reasons. Firstly, I knew there was shopping, but I did not know there was shopping. Until 11pm. Even on Thanksgiving. This is a town where two Chanel stores coexist within a mile of each other. I love that.

Also? I ate like a king. Or queen. Or, uh, pig. There is so much good food. There's a teensy part of me that feels like you're cheating, because isn't the "original" Cafe Fancypantswhatever supposed to be in some other large city, not this city of excess built on casino cash?

I got over that. I never really got into the gambling thing, mainly because I seemed to lose every time I tried, but I found myself sitting down at slot machines while waiting for things, which was totally weird. All in all, I praise the insane over-the-topness of it all, the non-stopness, the sheer stupidity of a fountain show and a casino that's built to look like Venice. Why the hell not?