Into the den of decadence
It is cliche but it has the advantage of also being true. What is happening in Las Vegas does have to be seen to be believed, as first-time visitor Financial Secretary Donald Tsang Yam-kuen discovered this week.
If the Vegas strip is the most profoundly decadent real estate anywhere, then Mr Tsang was at its dizzying core on Tuesday night.
He stood at the picture windows of an upscale Cantonese restaurant on the edge of the Bellagio, a new 3,000-room hotel styled on a lush Tuscan mansion. In front of him, a robotic fountain created a dance of spray set to an opera across an eight-acre lake - an attempt to lure eyes from the Eiffel Tower of the Paris, one of a dozen or so giant rivals across the strip.
Behind him through the open doors of the court-like restaurant, Frank Sinatra's Summer Wind boomed down from the ceiling across a lobby filled with Venetian glass that leads to a gallery in which hang works by Cezanne, Van Gogh and Monet. All in the Nevada desert.
On a trip to examine what lessons can be applied to Hong Kong's stuttering tourism industry, Mr Tsang repeatedly spoke of the mesmerising qualities of the Vegas boom.
'I'm a first time visitor in Las Vegas . . . you can smell it, you can feel it,' Mr Tsang said, ending with a superlative he used repeatedly. 'It is very overwhelming'.