Slots, slots, slots!
It makes me laugh that they encourage you to gamble as soon as you step foot into the airport of Sin City. Sadly, like all the casinos, the stench of cigarettes and cigars also lingers over everything here.
It kind of sucks that it's a little ways out from the Strip so you have to either shuttle or taxi in, but that's just a minor complaint. You can't really get lost, what with the bajillion signs that they have everywhere pointing the way. I've heard that security can be kind of a nightmare here, but Boyfriend and I breezed through TSA and checking in, so fingers crossed it's like this every time.