Just back from my first trip to the capital of neon lights since I was a preteen. It was sensory overload on every front. Constant visual onslaught, music or slot machines ringing incessantly, every taste a person could imagine, and aromas from the thick cigarette smoke (this must be the last bastion in the US!) to perfumed lobbies and more, I was done in.
I could have done it without a conference to attend, but to be overloaded mentally, physically and every other way was exhausting. I’ll go back when I have far less to do and can enjoy it more. MG
