Foxes, Crows and Las Vegas
It starts at the airport. The jazziness, the lights and a promise of heaven are all at display once you get off your flight in Las Vegas. No one expects any less and people seem extremely happy to have escaped the constrained monotony of their daily lives to have a taste of freedom. I had come to Vegas for some expo and that means work. The true taste of Vegas was not on offer unless of course, if I could make short work of my work. That was not to be but the good thing was, staying at a Casino hotel and being a victim of jet-lag provided me with an opportunity to have a cup of coffee at the Casino restaurant every morning at 300 AM, a rather Godly hour for Vegas. And thus, I assumed, it was nothing but a twist of fate that allowed me to have another ring side view of life as it unfolded at a Casino. Now what all this has got to do with Foxes and Crows might not be an invalid question to ask at this point in time. And it also might not be too bad an idea to bring into context the educa