Oh the pain of sitting in vegas' airport. The painfully repetitive noise of slot machines brings me to tears. Or maybe it's just my yawning. My seat mate from slc was a bit wired and chatty but fun - at least for the short time the flight lasted. He kept reminding me that for only $20 more I could have had a direct flight and skipped vegas. He's right. that's what happens when you make spontaneous travel decisions.