Some of the typical slot-machine sounds were gone but the blinking lights still were everywhere. Even on the street gambling took place, like with a little wheel of fortune. We took a seat and had a - Crêpe, Nutella and Banana.

Strolling down the Strip we passed by the Bellagio and waited for next turn on the fountain. Loud music accompanied the show and I was glad not to have chosen this place to stay in. Johnny suggested to catch a bus to the older part of Las Vegas, Fremont St. I had no idea about another part in town and happily joined into that plan.

Las Vegas got a nice bus system traveling up and down the strip for just 2 Dollars one way. Comfortably one can pass by all the new Casinos but closing up to the Stratosphere, Las Vegas’ tower, you will see the change in the architecture and the  design of the Casinos. Passing by Circus Circus is leaving the modern part of the strip. be continued


Las Vegas

Sin City

“Hello folks”, the bus-driver’s voice crackle through the loudspeakers, “this is Fremont Street, famous and glorious. But I will drop you on this corner, since this street here is a one way street. When you want to go back, please do not return to this point, there will be no bus waiting for you, this is only to discharge passengers.” He continued with his explanation: “So please, people, do _not_ - and I emphasize ‘NOT’  - do not come back here. Go where the cowboy is. The cowboy brings you home.” The passengers giggled. “That’s it folks, we are here, at Fremont Street. Have fun and remember the cowboy!”