Popped over to Las Vegas the first week in January for CES 2016. Flying over was probably the worst travel experience I’ve ever had. Spirit Airlines is the worst. THE WORST. I try not to complain about travel too much because I always remember this Louis CK bit, but man oh man oh man.
CES was hectic. It was my first time going, and the sheer number of people and things going on all at once was completely overwhelming and stressful. I wish I had more to say about this, because it’s supposed to be the biggest and most impressive electronics show on earth, but I’m just not that huge a tech person, and TVs are TVs. Drones are cool, I guess?
As for Las Vegas itself — this city doesn’t really leave an impression on me. I’ve been one time and six years later it has stayed exactly the same. And maybe I’m not being fair to a city whose main attraction is gambling and one very specific strip of land, but there is a sort of complacency to Vegas, I think. I also do come from New York, where things feel like they’re changing all the time, so my frame of reference is very different and I run at a very different pace.
But walking down the strip gave me time to reflect on the person I am now, six years later after I first visited. There were moments of utter content, where felt blessed to to have grown so much. I remember feeling so anxious and unequipped and unprepared the last time I was in Vegas, thinking that I really shouldn’t have been there when I was, and how unsettled and uncomfortable I felt doing everything. I felt like I was in Vegas on borrowed time, on a borrowed self. I felt no such thing two weeks ago, as I was wandering down the strip looking for dinner options. It was really freeing.
Yay for 2016 so far.