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Before I talk about eating at a Las Vegas Buffet, I would like to start with breakfast.

Going down to the lobby at 9:30 am was interesting.

Women, makeup all smeared, wearing clothes from the night before and drinking coffee was a wold site.

What kind of night did they have?

Who were they with?

Will they regret it when they get to their room?

These were all questions I pondered as I ate my eggs.

Two over hard.

Shredded potatoes and soem coffee.

Then we went out.

Day trip.

We returned to the hotel and I realized something.

If an alien were to land in Las Vegas today, they would think that America is made up of Persians and Asians.

That is all that is here.

A few Jews here and there, but mostly Persians and Asians.

So, I wait in line at the buffet for an hour.

The pace was slow.

Everyone wanted to eat.

I did my due diligence and took a walk around before I ate.

Believe it or not, I only had two pieces of prime rib, a piece of lamb, salad, ice cream, two mousse pies, 2 cups of coffee and 3 diet cokes.

It sounds like a lot, but I could have done a lot more damage.

Walking around Las Vegas at night, I wondered why all of Persia was here.

Must be tradition.

Tomorrow Chinese food.

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