Vegas, baby!!!

We made it to the bright lights and hot desert known as Sin City!

Wow, what a whirlwind weekend! I think in the course of about 3 days we did just about everything you can in Vegas. Except go on the Dam Tour. And hire a hooker. But other than THAT, we checked all of these boxes:

Thursday
4 hour mechanical delay on departure - akkk, we couldn't wait to get going!

S-WEET hotel room (notice the bed is in a separate room)

Swimming at the pool

Dinner at the hotel - Jeff had awesome chicken parmesan and I had steak oscar...better than SD's

And an early night (hey, it's a 3-hour time difference, give us a break!)

Friday
A HUGE breakfast buffet at the restaurant

Hibuscus Island Treatment at the spa - including a full body scrub and 50-minute Swedish Massage!

Pool time, and first beachy drink of the vaca (*note, I am pasty and remain pasty. Thank you, sunblock, floppy hats, and umbrellas.)

Then getting ready for our show!

A free Buffet dinner (at the Wynn) as a thank-you for coming to the show

Then, the most magical live performance I have ever seen...Garth Brooks at the Encore Theater in a baseball cap and hoodie, just him and a guitar

Saturday

Rode an elevator with a bona fide pimp, high class call girl, and 2 johns

Walked the strip in daylight

Saved money where we could (at a Chiptole)

Found a fish tank at the Mirage

Poked around the shopping at the Bellagio and marvelled at the shoes and handbags

More Pool time at our hotel! And then we got kicked out of the pool by the hotel staff...hehehe

Walked the desert death march in 110 degree heat to New York New York

Experienced Zumanity, the sensual side of Cirque de Soleil


Waved at Studio 54 at the MGM Grand (yeah right, like we could ever get in)

Visited M&M World

Carried an open container of margarita wonderfulness 2 miles

Pulled the handle on slots at Planet Hollywood and won $66

Promptly lost $66

And then lost some more.

People-watched

Had some more drinks

Stumbled back to the hotel

Sunday

Early morning to the airport to wait. And wait. And wait. I finally got on a plane for the 4 hour flight around 4pm...Jeff on the other hand ended up on the red-eye at 11:30PM and arrived Monday morning at 7AM in Atlanta. Was the wait worth it? ABSOLUTELY!