Real Life On Hold - these are the adventures of California native Travis Emmel, as he takes time off from the rat race to travel and see the world.

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Saturday, January 26, 2008

I'm currently waiting out the final ticks of the clock before heading over to drop off a check and pick up the keys to my new place. I managed to score a two-bedroom house just south of The Strip. Should work out pretty well, commute to the office will be about 15 minutes or less, depending on traffic.

It's only been a couple days, but I already feel like I've assimilated myself as a Vegas local. Friday night came and went and I had no desire to go out to The Strip. Walking through the Wynn, my steps were not quite as light as they are when I'm vacationing out here. And spending time off-strip has left me with feelings of a town deserted. It's almost like the city was built and then half of its residents moved away (or never showed up). The stores are empty, the parking lots vacant, save for the occasional auto and, according to statistics, 40,000 homes sit empty. The eeriness that prevails is compounded by the newness of everything.

Perhaps all that is just a metaphor for the city; a place where ten year old buildings are ancient, people come and go with alarming regularity and life is but a surreal illusion. For the next 2 months, this is my home.


  • At 2:54 AM, Blogger Aling Pomii said…

    Not a bad starter entry for your new temporary life. The last paragraph is quite poignant.

  • At 10:01 PM, Blogger Steve said…

    maybe you should start drinking..


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