Ve­gas wed­ding hits a hitch

Af­ter a five-day road trip Karla Pin­cott ze­roes in on a high­light

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LAS Ve­gas is fa­mous for three things: gam­bling, lights and wed­dings. And there’s a fourth — cars. You can’t cruise the casi­nos and neon of The Strip prop­erly in a taxi, un­less it’s a stretch limo.

And pub­lic trans­port? They’ve never heard of it.

So it’s no sur­prise you can get mar­ried in a car. The city spe­cialises in drive-through chapels that can de­liver a drive-through quickie wed­ding faster than a ham­burger and just as cheesy.

A few of them need the ap­pro­pri­ate amount of no­tice— say 10 min­utes or so — but our first at­tempt was at The Fast Lane, which is a fol­lower of the McDon­ald’s church of ser­vice.

Just drive up to the first win­dow, se­lect your wed­ding from the menu, and roll for­ward to the sec­ond win­dow where a cel­e­brant will de­liver it within min­utes. Ex­tra servi­ettes and free toy in­cluded.

It seemed so slick we had to give it a shot while driv­ing through on the Ford Fi­esta global trek — which has two of the lit­tle cars on a trip around the world in 60 days, fin­ish­ing at the Aus­tralian In­ter­na­tional Mo­tor Show in Oc­to­ber.

So we idled our lit­tle Fi­esta into The Fast Lane close to mid­night and re­quested a sim­ple nup­tial . . . noth­ing fancy . . . for my­self and the (also fe­male) pho­tog­ra­pher.

Ad­mit­tedly this was al­ways go­ing to be a long shot in a state that has re­peat­edly re­fused to recog­nise any­thing to do with same-sex part­ner­ships.

But all was look­ing good un­til they re­alised that the cou­ple in the Fi­esta were both wear­ing veils, and there wasn’t a groom in sight.

They don’t do that sort of thing in

Slow down: The Fast Lane (above and left) doesn’t like same-sex wed­dings.

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