I won $3.00 at the slot machines!! Cheap thrills, I tell you.
You know, if I was homeless, living at McCarran wouldn't be a bad thing. It has free Wi-Fi, and it works spectacularly. It has places to eat...not great places, but they will suffice. (Side note: Although, $4.09 for a bottle of water does almost put me into cardiac arrest). They even have an oxygen bar...for...I'm not sure...but they have an oxygen bar!!
Flew into McCarran for a two hour layover...and thought about going to the Strip for a bit since it's so close and I had two hours. Instead I spent it on the slot machines in front of me and utilized the Wi-Fi. They do have stretches of charging stations, and the big columns (at least in Terminal C) have outlets on them facing the windows. Glad I didn't leave the airport after I read all of these horror stories about checking in bags and standing in TSA lines. I'll be back in a month for a conference, and I'll be sure to only bring carry-ons.
My two hours were spent wide-eyed playing the slot machines and utilizing the Wi-Fi. And then had this conversation:
Friend: What do you mean you didn't go to the Strip??!?!
Me: They have slot machines in the airport! I won!
Friend: The Miss USA pageant was the next day! There were hot girls on the strip!!
Me: Ok. And???
Friend: Hot girls!
Me: If the Mr. USA pageant was being held, I might have gone.
Friend: Geez. The least you could have done was to go get me some phone numbers.
Me: I'll split my winnings with you??!?
Oh, McCarran. Apparently all I need is Wi-Fi and an extra $3 to be a happy girl. That $3 didn't even cover my orangeade.