It would have been just another Vegas trip complete with expensive meals, too many people dressed in mini skirts, and the constant ringing, buzzing, screeching, and chiming of noise-makers both inanimate and alive.
Visiting Las Vegas is usually a disappointing experience. Vegas is about losing things. Losing money, losing time, losing sleep, losing patience, losing the sweet smell of freshly washed hair and clothes. Yet this town which is built on the philosophy of taking things away from thousands and thousands of people -- valuable things that may never be replaced (I will never get those three days back for instance...) -- is very very clever.
How? No matter how much you might lose, Vegas has a way of making you feel like a winner. Robert and I lost a few hundred dollars, spent another few hundred on food. That's not mentioning lodging, cab fare, and what we spent getting to Vegas. Still... I look at the dress I bought at the Cesar's Palace Mall and the pictures I took at Conan O'Brien's show at The Palms and I think: "You know.. It was worth it."
Ah, Vegas. I'll have a love/hate relationship with that town until ... I have kids? Maybe? Hopefully.
Posted by: Cindy | September 09, 2010 at 02:06 PM