Who I Am

My name is Aleksandar Saber. Before I became a limousine driver in Las Vegas, I was simply a man searching for a better life. Like millions of immigrants who come to America carrying little more than hope, I left behind everything that had shaped me: my family, my friends, the streets where I grew up, the language I had spoken my entire life, and countless memories that could never fit into a suitcase. Everything familiar remained thousands of miles away in my homeland of Serbia. I wasn't running away from my country. I was running toward an opportunity. Like so many before me, I believed that somewhere across the ocean there was a chance to build a better future. I was not looking for an easier life, but rather one where hard work could truly make a difference.

People often ask me where the stories in this book come from. Some assume they must be fiction because they sound too unbelievable to be true. Others smile and tell me that no one could possibly experience so many strange situations in one lifetime. I always give them the same answer. "I didn't invent these stories. Las Vegas did." Before I tell you about the celebrities, the gamblers, the weddings, the millionaires, the cowboys, the heartbreaks, and the unforgettable people who climbed into the back seat of my limousine, I think it is only fair that you first get to know the man behind the wheel. I was born and raised in Serbia, where life teaches you early that nothing worth having comes easily. Hard work wasn't something people admired; it was simply expected. If you wanted something, you earned it. If you gave someone your word, you kept it. If life knocked you down, you stood back up because there was no other choice. Looking back now, I realize those simple lessons became the foundation of everything that happened later in my life.

Life has a strange way of changing your direction when you least expect it. Mine changed because of love. While I was still living in Serbia, I met an American singer. What began as a chance encounter slowly grew into a relationship that neither of us could have planned. We came from different countries, different cultures, and completely different worlds, yet somehow everything felt entirely natural. As time passed, we realized we wanted to build a life together. That single decision changed everything. Not long afterward, I packed everything I owned into a few small suitcases, hugged my family goodbye, and boarded a plane to the United States.

Leaving your homeland is one of the hardest experiences a person can endure. Part of you is excited because a new journey is about to begin. Another part quietly wonders if you are making the biggest mistake of your life. You leave behind familiar streets, familiar faces, favorite places, childhood memories, and the comfort of knowing exactly where you belong. Suddenly, even the simplest tasks become daunting challenges. Buying groceries.

Opening a bank account. Filling out paperwork. Asking for directions. Things that most people do without a second thought suddenly require a level of confidence you do not always possess. But immigrants carry something incredibly powerful with them: hope. Hope has an astonishing ability to silence fear. It whispers that tomorrow can be better than today. It reminds you that every difficult beginning holds the potential to become a true success story.

At the time, I had no idea what my future in America would look like. Las Vegas wasn't even on my mind. Limousines weren't on my mind. Writing a book certainly wasn't on my mind. I was simply trying to navigate my surroundings and build a new life. If someone had told me that one ordinary job would eventually introduce me to movie stars, world-famous musicians, billionaires, professional athletes, gamblers, newlyweds, heartbroken lovers — I would never have believed a word of it.