After landing in Las Vegas, NV, the only thing my husband and I wanted to do was get our rental car and had to the hotel.
- We had to hop on a bus the airport offered to transport people to the car rental area before even getting out of the airport.
Once we picked up our rental car, we headed directly to the hotel. My husband and I were both exhausted from being on the airplane for seven hours, and running through the airports trying to catch our flight on time. I was so tired that all I could do was stare out the window as we drove those two long miles. The only thing I saw while driving were all the signs they had for marijuana dispensaries. Even before you got completely out of the airport facility, there was a large road sign advertising a marijuana dispensary. Along the next four blocks, we saw six more road signs for marijuana dispensaries. Every other road sign was a billboard advertising another marijuana dispensary. I felt like we had not just walked into the home of famous performers and showgirls, but the home of marijuana users. When I laughed, my husband thought it was just because I was so tired. Before long, I started counting out loud. When I hit 12, my husband asked what I was doing. I told him I was counting the number of road signs for marijuana dispensaries between the airport and the 2 miles to our hotel. He just shook his head and told me I may not count that high.