My lap of honour around Vegas starts at the Luxor.
I am alone in the pyramid lift and it is making a noise no lift should make. It shakes violent from side to side and the display says ‘EZ’. What does that mean? Is this part of the experience? I feel claustrophobic.
The display still says ‘EZ’. The doors start to rattle inwards and for the first time in my life, with force, I press the ‘save me’ bell. Nothing happens, but a second later the display says ’16…17′ etc. Soon the doors open and I leap out with enthusiasm.
Near check-in, The Luxor
To my dismay, when I head out, the only available lift is the bone shaker. I hold the doors until a big group of people join me. Their reaction to the shaking and grinding confirms this is NOT part of the experience.
Who can resist the MGM Grand Lion at sunset
I can confirm that women wear far more clothes in the real Paris
Halloween at the Harley Davison shop. Almost as terrifying as the lift at the Luxor.
For Inktober, I’m following the urban sketchers manifesto, essentially, paint it as you see it, live, as it happens.
However today, I’ve also managed to match the official Inktober theme of ‘gigantic’. Hard not to, since everything in Vegas is gigantic.
I’m working solely in ink this month, straight down in pen with no sneaky pencil outlines first. So the MGM Grand lion could so easily have ended up wonky.
See… I really am here!
The MGM Grand lion. It could so easily have gone wrong…
I also did a quick sketch of New York-New York, whilst a couple stood next to me getting married by a man with a briefcase. Just them and a photographer.
I added the colour sitting next to an Irish bar, in New York, in Las Vegas. Weird.
Think I made a better job of the real thing!