Leaving Ashevegas for a conference in Las Vegas. Apparently, I’m supposed to be super excited to go, but I’m not. Looking forward to the content of the conference itself, but not interested in Vegas. Not interested in casinos or bright lights or noise or crowds…or hookers or strippers. Las Vegas is on one of those “last place on Earth I’d ever want to go” lists for me. Not my thing. I like quiet. And darkness. And personal space. Everyone I’ve mentioned the trip to is all “you’ll love it, what happens in Vegas…” snorty snort snort laughter. It just doesn’t sound fun to me, sorry. Maybe Vegas will win me over with its charms, but I am skeptical.