America is... interesting. I did not get a hooker (did go to a topless show), the hotel staff did not rough me up.
It was interesting to see how the amount of space available in America makes the entire culture different. On our way to the Grand Canyon we came across houses, trailer parks and businesses in the middle of nowhere, just because they could.
The Las Vegas strip is cool, shiny and glamorous, go two feet off the strip and you end up in a god forsaken suburb with trash in the streets and electrical poles going everywhere. It's a very vivid contrast, one which became even more apparent when we decided to stay in a hotel in Chicago on our way back, because we had a very long wait for our flight to Amsterdam. Since I didn't feel like paying 200 dollars for a room in the Hilton, I decided on a small hotel a few miles from the airport. We took a cab there, at 5 in the morning, and ended up at something I would class as a motel, not a hotel. It was in the middle of a suburb which looked even worse than the ones in Las Vegas.
It was very interesting to see the many differences to our cozy life of luxury in Holland.
On a Vegas note, I did not win million, I only lost money. Vegas is a damn expensive town even if you don't gamble and I now officially hate indians, having me pay 30 dollars for a fucking picture on the skywalk.
