I think the most outrageous moment was walking down the strip, watching a country singer singing, "I am proud to be an American" on a stage while mexiskins handed me those porn cards to order prostitutes, all in an outdoor air conditioned area in 100+ degree weather and while drinking margaritta from a glass bottle in public.
Who air-conditions outside? Imagine if the casinos in Niagara Falls had outdoor heating in the winter.

Those cards surprised me.
It was also wierd riding an elevator with a prostitute. At least, I think she was. It didn't seem appropriate to ask (especially since I wasn't buying)
When I went to Vegas I started collecting those cards they were giving me. At one point I started handing them out myself to the tourists.