Alright, so you wanna know about Las Vegas after that F1 race, huh? Well, let me tell ya, it was somethin’ else. Big cars, big noise, big crowds – the whole shebang. I ain’t never seen nothin’ like it.
First off, they had them fancy cars zippin’ all over the Strip. Yeah, the Strip, can ya believe it? Shut the whole thing down, they did. Must’ve cost a pretty penny, I reckon. People were packed in like sardines, tryin’ to get a glimpse. Heard tell some folks paid a whole lotta money just to stand there. Crazy, if you ask me. But hey, to each their own, right?
Now, about the race itself. I didn’t understand a lick of it, to be honest. Cars goin’ round and round, fast as lightning. Heard somethin’ about a fella named Max Verstappen? Yep, that’s the one. Folks were shoutin’ his name left and right. Seems like he’s a big deal in this racin’ business. Won somethin’ or other, they said. A champion, they called him. Good for him, I guess. He’s just a young fella, making his way.
- They had this fella, George Russell, win the race itself though, see. Folks were surprised, from what I hear.
- And that Verstappen fella, he come in fifth, but still won some championship. Don’t make a lick of sense to me, but that’s what they said.
After the racin’ was done, things got real interesting. Them race folks, they started tearin’ everything down. All them fences and stands and whatnots – gone! Heard it’ll take ‘em a good six to eight weeks to get it all cleaned up. That’s a long time, ain’t it? Gotta give it to ‘em though, they’re workin’ hard. Seen ‘em out there day and night.
Now, the city’s kinda in a weird spot. Half of it’s back to normal, and the other half’s still a mess. You got the casinos glitzin’ and glammin’, and then you got construction workers everywhere. It’s like two different worlds smashed together. Confusin’, if you ask me. But folks are still comin’, still gamblin’, still havin’ a good time. Guess that’s what Las Vegas is all about, huh? Always somethin’ goin’ on.
Heard some folks got upset ‘bout the whole thing. Said it caused too much trouble. Traffic jams, road closures – you name it. And the noise! My goodness, the noise. Sounded like a bunch of angry bees buzzin’ around. But then again, some folks loved it. Said it brought excitement and money to the city. Guess you can’t please everyone, can ya?
And them city folks, they made some kinda deal with the racin’ fellas. Said they’ll do it again next year, maybe even the year after that. Don’t know how I feel about that. It was somethin’ to see, sure, but all that fuss… I ain’t gettin’ any younger, ya know? Need my peace and quiet.
But hey, that’s Las Vegas for ya. Always somethin’ new, somethin’ different. Keeps things interestin’, I suppose. Just gotta roll with the punches, that’s what I always say. And who knows, maybe next year I’ll even try to understand what’s goin’ on with them racin’ cars. Maybe. Don’t hold your breath though.
So yeah, that’s the lowdown on Las Vegas after the F1. A bit crazy, a bit messy, but still kickin’. Just another day in paradise, I reckon. Or maybe not paradise, but somethin’ close enough. At least for some folks. As for me? I’ll stick to my bingo and leave the racin’ to them younguns.
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