Las-Vegas

2 December 2017 While you’re waiting (eagerly I hope) for the Las Vegas blog post, I thought I’d let you know that Elvis is alive and well. While walking down The Strip yesterday, there he was before our very eyes, casually mingling amongst the people. However instead of seeing him gyrating his hips, pointing sideways and singing one of his many hits, he was … let’s say more comfortable. There was Elvis, driving his mobility scooter and drinking a can of Fosters. He also wasn’t terribly coherent at the time from what I picked up as we walked past.

2 December 2017 Well, where do you start. I don’t really know what I was expecting from Las Vegas, but what we got was certainly something I’ve never experienced before — and perhaps won’t again. We arrived at the Gold Coast Hotel late on Wednesday afternoon. Our CEO had arranged a stretched limousine to pick us up at 8:30pm, on to which we could BYO drinks. Our limo was a stretched Hummer — awesome! So off we headed on a drive up The Strip, drinks in hand.