By: Greg Lindsay on May 26, 2006
LAS VEGAS (AdAge.com) -- By my fifth day in Las Vegas, I was not, despite Hunter S. Thompson's example, a sleep-deprived, drug-addled freak. If anything, I was actually a little bored. What I really saw during my time here was an infectious degree of sameness. The last decade's luxe lust may have built the city into an adult playpen, but for anyone from New York or Los Angeles or San Francisco, the net effect has been to bring Las Vegas more up to par with those cities while sweeping away all of its sandy grit. For example, not only could I find the same luxury brands in the Forum Shops that I could in New York, I could also find them again half a mile up the Strip in the Fashion Show Mall.