“They’re gonna give daddy the Rainman suite, you dig that?” That line rolled through my mind as we sped across the desert heading to the Las Vegas Reptile Expo this past weekend. I think at least once I did the whole “Vegas baby! Vegas!” We arrived somewhere around 2 AM and pulled into the parking lot of what we thought was the hotel that our Multi-Media Manager had talked to previously.
You arrive, pay the modest admittance fee and the reptile world quickly becomes your oyster. Walking through the doors you are immediately transported to the worlds largest reptile captive reptile collection where you will not only see the more common species of reptiles but now, you can see first hand all of those incredible color morphs you have read about in the magazines and books
At about an hour into the drive my auditory senses were ravaged by what is probably the number one driving song I have ever heard. Golden Earring’s Radar Love had me pounding the wheel into submission and singing like I was an American Idol throwback. You know the ones, they couldn’t sing if their life depended on it, but they sang anyway. Yeah I was that guy.
Thankfully, somewhere in the lucid hours of the drive I got some coffee into me and it perked me up slightly but I was still driving from sheer force of will not to be late. We had an appointment at 10:00 AM at the Santa Fe Station Hotel and Casino.
