Las Vegas seems harmless in the day time.
|The gardens across Ceasars Palace|
|The Strip’s own version of Hollywood|
|Little Paris in Vegas|
Compared to the drama and flair the strip exhibits at night.
|The Venetian’s version of the gondolas in Italy|
Whether day or night, walking down the strip transported me to another time and place –
where people walk around drunk as early as three in the afternoon, and strangers hand you
calling cards offering female companionship at every corner of the street; a place where it’s
OK to lose yourself and forget who you are because whatever happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
All images taken on spring break at the Las Vegas Strip, NV.