Vegas, helloooo again!
Zoo and I are on a little R&R and hopped over to Fremont for some photo ops and she-nan-i-gans.
Reminds me of my head.
Rub it…
Zoo spotted this bar, had a hunch and made a run for it.
Music wasn’t impressive, but I felt like we were transported to Portland, OR. It was so NOT-VEGAS, chill, firelit and filled with younger, somewhat less-skanky people.
And some beautiful people…
And fun people, some with sequin pants and mismatched shoes. Good times. Will come back, for sure.
