There are many reasons a Las Vegan might cry in public. Joy, allergies, your bill at Joël Robuchon — even a dose of seasonal melancholy, especially once the time changes in a few weeks. No shame in it! (Though I’d never do it, of course.) Here are a few places where your waterworks wouldn’t seem out of place:
Maybe your tears are from allergens — or maybe it’s that this improbable concentration of floral beauty nested in a casino in the middle of a desert offers a respite from the friction of daily life.
🍸 The Darkest Booth at Downtown Cocktail Room
Let the tears flow as you nurse a good drink in cozy anonymity — knowing that once your eyes are dry, the pick-me-up buzz of Fremont East is just outside.
Especially when you’re surrounded on three sides by orange cones and Google Maps has just added 10 minutes to your estimated arrival time.
🏈 Sportsbook
No one will know you’re crying over a breakup when everyone else is bawling because they stupidly bet on the Patriots.
- While you’re at it, learn the basics of sports betting with homegrown analyst Minty Bets. [City Cast Las Vegas 🎧]
You’re looking at the scary bathtub ring around Lake Mead, weeping for the dry, Mad Maxian future it portends. Do us a favor: Direct those tears into the lake if you can.
