I’m fairly certain I’m the first person to ever make this joke.
I took this panorama from the top of the fake Eiffel Tower, in Las Vegas. The absurdity of the situation reminds me of the song Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas, by Brandon Flowers.
While I was in the area, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to check out the Grand Canyon, so here are a bunch of photos – they can’t do it justice, but you’ll just have to visit yourself!
The Grand Canyon: what panorama mode was made for.
Vegas is a strange city. (And panoramas on my phone are kind of buggy.)
Bourbon Street. Truly, the den of depravity and debauchery I had hoped for. Unfortunately, most of those photos are not fit for public consumption, so here are a selection that are.
Staying in San Diego, this is what my room opens out to. Just FYI.
I’m suddenly tempted to move to Auckland…
I’m fairly certain this is the only way to order beer in New Zealand.
One day, I’ll stop posting different shots of the same scene. Today is not that day.
The nearby mountains, which I forgot to mention are rather aptly named The Remarkables, received a light dusting of snow overnight. I thought it provided interesting definition to the rocky peaks.
(Big version here.)