Casinos

So my friend Kate wrote a post on her blog about visiting an old hot spot that brought back some great memories.  It got me thinking about this experience I had in college.  We drove down to Vegas to hang out one night.  I don't gamble, never have, never will.  But you know, back in the day Vegas was fairly family friendly.  We went down to look at the Bellagio Gardens and Fountains, M & M factory, etc.  Anyway, we walked into one of the casinos and the strangest feeling of nostaligia swept over me.  It took me a minute to recognize it.  My grandparents live about an hour outside of Wendover.  We spent a lot of time with them growing up.  My grandpa liked to gamble, but also would often take us out to eat in the casinos.  He actually died right after I graduated high school and I probably hadn't been in a casino for at least a year or more at that point.  Now, cigarette smoke really just makes me sick...I HATE it!  But walking into the casino on that trip after I hadn't been in one in a while and the smell, the lights, whatever it was made me think of my grandpa.  It made me smile and laugh all at the same time.  Who would have thought? :)