Contrary to popular beliefs, the Burgs like a lot of relatively pedestrian things. Take Karen's love of American cheese, '80s action films and Pamela Anderson (these are not typos). Or Erik's affinity for imitation crab meat, Nacho Cheese Doritos (especially after swimming in a pool) and true crime novels. But the one thing that always seems to shock our friends is our overwhelming love of of Las Vegas. That's right, Las Vegas, Nevada. We both L-O-V-E it!
We don't think this is the "Disneyfication" of Vegas people talk about.
Donny and Marie have a show here now. One of the greatest brother-sister acts of our time are back together (well, they've been here since 2009) to perform their hits at the Flamingo night after night after night. We didn't go.
I've met Lady Liberty. You're no Lady Liberty. Sadly, we're pretty sure there's more porn in fake Times Square at New York, New York casino than the real thing.
A prime example of the excesses of Vegas. The Aria is a newish casino, this is part of their absurdly expensive floor. M.C. Escher called. He wants his design back.
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