I am new to the boards and reading these trip reports bring back memories of Vegas trips gone by. Some good, some bad, and some odd. I'll post a few of these memories until I can post a current one in April. (I hope these go over OK) This trip has odd memories. Living in LA at the time, my wife and I leave fairly early in the morning by car. Most of the traffic is heading into LA so we make good time (its a Wednesday). When we get to the desert portion of the trip, we start to hear the news reports of the Oklahoma City bombing. Usually when you hear news of this magnitude, the first reaction is to get to a TV to get better coverage. But we're still about 2 hours away from Vegas. It was just creepy listening to the news reports and trying to picture the building with the whole front gone. Its still pretty early in the day by the time we get to TI. The check in is empty and its pretty slow so we get in right away. We then head over to one of the lounges that I knew had a big screen. Of course the news was on and people were standing around just watching in silence. In fact, the few people that were gambling looked like they were just going through the motions. Everyone was sort of in a daze. This trip happened too long ago to remember the gambling details, but we met my parents in Vegas who came in from SF. They were there to celebrate their 30th Anniversary. We had just celebrated our 1st a few days before. We stay at the TI and they are at the Excalibur. We don't stay at the Ex because I hate having to figure our which way to walk to get to the correct tower your room is located in. Here's where the other odd memory of this trip comes in. For their present I get my parents a copy of Honeymoon in Vegas(they honeymooned in Vegas)and (the moron that I was)an unassembled storage unit to hold video casettes. So here I am with my wife going to meet up with my parents for a Anniversay brunch walking through the Excalibur with what looks like a skinny surfboard in a cardboard box. Looking back, I am sure that security was watching me closely. They open the wrapped videotape and thank us. I hand the box to my Dad and explain to him what it is. He then looks at me like I am crazy and says "How I am going to get this home?" I tell him with a straight face that he should check it with his luggage. Only later do I realize what an inconveince it is to travel by plane with that box. He probably complained to my mom that he spent all that money on a college education for me and I'm still an idiot. In my own defense I will say that they must have liked the gift because they still have the storage unit. Like half of America, its filled with video tapes they havn't watched in years. I'll post more memories soon if I don't get slammed for this one.