Granted, I was a child living there in the summers with my grandmother and great grandmother and almost all my memories are of
The Heat
The YMCA
Belt buckles burning me
Cicadas
So many fucking cicadas
Pouring water down the heat vents
Grandmother’s cats
Great grandmother cutting out paper dolls for us
The heat
Oh my god it was so many cicadas
And getting heat exhaustion and vomiting at the pirate boat show when mom and dad visited.
I liked Las Vegas.
Granted, I was a child living there in the summers with my grandmother and great grandmother and almost all my memories are of
The Heat The YMCA Belt buckles burning me Cicadas So many fucking cicadas Pouring water down the heat vents Grandmother’s cats Great grandmother cutting out paper dolls for us The heat Oh my god it was so many cicadas
And getting heat exhaustion and vomiting at the pirate boat show when mom and dad visited.
Pouring water down vents?
My grandmother owned a trailer that had vents in the floors. She also owned a water cooler.
I was a gremlin child and got water from the cooler and poured it down the vents.
Ahhh fun times.
An makes sense, I thought it was some like, humidifier trick or something you did
No no, just gremlining it up!
Oh I thought cicadas were an Australian thing. Til
Global species, although they range in size and shape a lot.
The ones in Vegas were ones on a 17 year cycle (so not the normal global annual cicadas) which is why So Many.
They literally were covering every inch of outside. Although a lot of that was molted shells, to a kid they were EVERYWHERE.