It is a culture shock to walk down the Las Vegas strip and see things you would not see in any other major US city. Walk-up bars, where you can take one "to go" -- I drank a beer on the sidewalk as I walked but I felt extremely self-conscious, as if someone would stop me at any second.
Another rare sight were the men handing out flyers on the street corners, wearing T-shirts with the legends - "Girls sent to your room in 20 minutes" followed by the phone number. Seriously. This is commercialized in Vegas.
On the other hand, they are not shy about routing you through casinos to get anywhere else. Overhead walkways are accessed by escalators or elevators, but those are inside the building on that corner, nine times out of ten, and to get to them, you have to walk through a casino. When checking in to our hotel, we had to then haul our suitcases through about one-third of the casino in order to get to the guest elevators. There was no other way to do it.
Did I gamble? Yes, a bit, although I am strictly a slot machine person. I don't play table games - they are much too expensive for me.

I wish I had had the time and means to have gotten out of town. I saw desert and mountains during landing and takeoff at the airport. I also realized that the Grand Canyon was not that far away, and if I had gotten a rental car, I would have enjoyed a day outside of the glitz and glitter. Not this time, however.