I was there. I booked my flight with Bitcoin. When I landed, I took a Bitcoin-powered taxi to the Bitcoin Hilton, where I'd reserved the Bitcoin suite. I had a good soak in the Bitcoin-heated jacuzzi, put on my favorite shirt with the tilty orange Bs, and took a walk over to Bitcoin beach. Such a lovely spot, with sats washing up on the orange sand. Then, after a seed oil-free, all meat dinner, I went to the Bitcoin club, and danced the night away to music made by artists paid entirely in sats. It was truly a Bitcoin paradise, and I would move there tomorrow, but I can't sell my sats right now, because Coinbase locked my account again.
