It's strange to be wandering down the strip at 11:30 having a hard time to find a decent bite to eat.  We kept being told that restaurants had just closed, which I guess is fine, but in a place as ridiculous as Las Vegas, where the nights don't end until the sun comes up, it was more than a little frustrating.\n\nI mean come on!  I hadn't been rejected so bad and so many times since High School!\n\nWhen it finally hit midnight, my desire for a giant hearty meal began to ebb, and I realized I just wanted something not psychotically greasy that will tide me over 'til morning.  \n\nI found myself back at the miserable food court in O'Shea's, this time forgoing the BK, and heading to my old chain standby of Subway.\n\nIt was everything you'd expect from a subway.  And at that point, it delivered like no one else could have.\n\nThank you Subway for actually bothering to be open 24 hours a day when the \"real\" restaurants in Vegas couldn't be bothered.