Charli tells us this week she feels like a fish out of water in Nevada. If she – a Californian – feels estranged, what would it be like for this Brit? As it happens, I’ve been to Nevada. I had a major life event there. But, as I’m sure Charli would tell you, Las Vegas doesn’t represent the whole state. |
For us, the city was merely a pitstop on a tour of national parks. But we thought we’d avail ourselves of the facilities. Here’s a true story in exactly 99 words.
The receptionist said Elvis had a window at midnight. She scorned our request for a simpler style. But I hadn’t come to here to prance down the aisle with a bouquet in a kitsch church dressed in white.
Glumly, we left the strip and queued at the City Hall for a licence. Our spirits lifted when they said someone could do it for us across the road. The doorman our sole witness, the registrar asked us to repeat her words. A piece of paper wouldn’t change us, I thought. Yet tears welled in my eyes like a sentimental bride.