From Della - The Las Vegas buying trip with Jan - new town, new adventure, different sort of show - I'm game. As we scurried off the plane at 8:30 a.m., the rows of slot machines dinged and chimed, looking just like an airport…except. We took a fast taxi to the Off Price show at the Sands. The cab driver let us off in front of the convention hall, and the drive seemed to miss "The Strip." I was in Vegas, but apart from the airport slots I hadn't seen a thing that was too far from norm.