At one point in my life, I lived in Newport Beach, CA. When I lived down there, I would go to Vegas about every other weekend. It was a lot of fun. It got to the point where Vegas felt like my other home. I often have told myself in the past that if I grew tired of the PNW, that I know I could move to Vegas and actually enjoy it. I've seen it with snow on the ground, to scorching heat. I think before I do that (if I am going to), I'd rather teach abroad at a Department of Defense school in a foreign country.