No more Vegas. Ever.
The first time I went to Vegas, about two years ago, I hated it: its waste, the ostentation, the fakeness. I hated that in the middle of the desert there were fountains spraying water into the air -- and when you sat down at a restaurant they had signs on the table saying "we're having a drought; please ask for water if you want some." I swore I wouldn't go back but found myself there a year later.
Now I'm going this weekend for a friend's bachelorette party, and this is the last time I will ever vacation in or travel to Las Vegas.