Finally took a walk down “the strip” in Las Vegas. Well I made it halfway down because I had just as far to go back home. Very strange to walk down a street that’s normally swarming with people, different kinds of music coming from every direction and the smell of food mixed with the lingering smoke of marijuana. Since marijuana is legal here all the tourists toke up as soon as possible after their arrival.
But this day there was none of that. It was quiet and the air fresh. It reminded me of the amusement park in Zombieland.
What have you noticed about where you live since the confinement?