Sunday, October 14, 2012
This
weekend, I went on a crazy adventure! I was homebound. So to get to Vegas I
decided to take the eight hour journey with Tazia, Jade, Cassidy, and Blake.
However, I spent most of my weekend with my friends Terrayna and Andrea. It was
a tradition filled!
To
start off the main part of the weekend the three of us went to Samboyd Stadium
to watch the Nevada v UNLV football game. This was the 38th game
between the two colleges. The rivalry was so intense. I had never seen so much
hatred. The UNLV Rebels and Nevada Wolf Pack fans were constantly throwing out
choice words to one another and there was even multiple fights that broke out
in the stands. For 38 years this extreme hate has divided the schools. It
actually made me feel very conflicted since I was born and raised in Las Vegas.
It didn’t stop at the school rivalry thing. It was really more of a Las Vegas v
Reno rivalry. I could only imagine what others like me had gone through before.
It was just sad because UNLV used to have an amazing football team and now the
prestige is just gone. Not only that, but UNLV was trying to flaunt all its
past accomplishments along with it current accomplishments to cover up the embarrassment
of its current football team. So there I stood there imaging what it must have
been like as a Rebel to feel proud of one’s school and all the potential that
it held. It must have been full of hope and pride like they show in all those
cheesy football movies. But now it was just a sad sight to see them cheer even
though they knew that their team had a slim to none chance at beating Nevada
after a seven year win streak.
The
other thing that got me thinking about history was walking on the Las Vegas
Strip. Terrayna, Andrea, and I picked up my friends Travis and Hannah at the
Monte Carlo and then valeted the cat at the Bellagio. From there we walked to
Serendipity 3 at the Caesar’s Palace. It is just so interesting to me what a
classy place Las Vegas used to be. There was a time when it was a requirement
to wear suits in order to walk into a casino and be well dressed. The mob was
running the town and all was well with its class and fortune. Then the Strip
was small and the town was barely starting to grow. Now it is nearly 4 million
residents strong and sloppy tourists fill the streets getting wasted and hoping
for experiences such as that in the movie “The Hangover.” It always makes me
feel as if Vegas has become a sad representation of what is once was.
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