I have visited the USA many times, the first in my twenties with my then husband. Ever since my teens, I had been interested in American literature (and this remains one of my great passions). We went to California, hired a Tbird and drove all over the place - to Monterey, Big Sur and the Napa valley. I fell in love with America and each time I visit I feel that way again. One of the things I love is the can do attitude - flying into Seattle about 2 months after the eruption of Mount St Helens, the pilot of our American airline did a detour so that we could fly over the top of it, which was just as darkness was falling. There is no way that would have happened with a British airline! As you can tell by my handle, I love Las Vegas - both the stark beauty of the desert and the razzmatazz of the city. I like the lack of class consciousness that seems to pervade and stultify British society. From log cabin to log cabin could be our motto. It is also such a spectacularly beautiful country. I have met some wonderful people there and have great memories - not the least of which was a proposal of marriage from a Chicago cop who watched me scoop up a poker pot. I was never too sure if he was serious or not