Classy me. (Thanks to Charyn Pfeuffer for snapping the photo--and for filling me in on the local laws.)
Yes, law and order and restrictions on drinking in public and open container laws have their place. I mean, without all that, the U.S. would be like one giant post-frat party college campus. But, now and again, it’s so nice to leave all classy and elegant behavior behind and walk down the street with a beer in hand.* So, looking back to my trip last week, I raise an only-in-my-mind $2 beer special to Las Vegas for allowing its visitors to drink in public. I know it’s a tacky thing to celebrate (and an even tackier way to put it) but, for a little while there, the to-do list could suck it. There was fun to be had. Much fun.
*But, please, be careful out there, ok? And driving under the influence? NO! When you tire of walking, call a taxi. K, Bub?
