I love Las Vegas, but only in small doses. If I’m there for more than two months my love for the place is replaced by contempt and a strong desire to leave. There’s simply too much temptation everywhere you look – a bloke like me could easily get absorbed in all the BS, which is why I could never live in Vegas. I’ve actually lived in Toronto my whole life, but this year, because of all the travelling I’ve been doing,

I’ve only spent about one month there. When I got back from Europe, I was only able to stay in Toronto for two weeks before I had to leave to go to Vegas for the World Series of Poker.