Happy Sunday morning from Las Vegas! I have been here way too long…started Monday attending a work conference, then stayed over for my son’s basketball tournament. I will fly home tomorrow morning thank goodness…I am so ready.
This is the second year in a row that I am in Las Vegas on my birthday. You would think being in Vegas on a birthday would be fun and I know lots of people specifically come to Vegas for their birthday…but its not for me. I don’t like to
throw away gamble my money, I don’t drink that much and the crowds are definitely not for me. I would much rather spend my birthday at home with my family. Nice and quiet.
I’ve learned a few things while here in Sin City…things I have most likely always known but somehow this crazy town highlights them in technicolor.
1. Cigarette smoke is gross! I stayed at the Aria at the beginning of the week and their ventilation system is amazing! I am now at the Palms and they do not know the meaning of ventilation. I am pretty certain I could get lung cancer here playing the slots.
2. Las Vegas is Expensive! I’ve always known this but sometimes it just slaps you in the face. $29 spaghetti and meatballs, $14 bottled beer and $5 bottles of water.
3. People are strange. If you want top notch people watching, then look no further than Las Vegas. I have seen it all…especially on Fremont street. Plus sized Elvis, an 80 year old Cupid in very small underwear, dancing girls, dancing boys, and all sorts of roman soldiers and mythological creatures. And that’s just the folks in costume…people out here can be quite entertaining as well. For some reason, Vegas encourages people to wear the least amount of clothing possible at all times!
4. Reflexology means torture. My mom is here with me and I told her we should get foot massages, so I pulled up to a place that advertised “Reflexology 1 Hour $25.” Sounded great to me. One hour later, I am pretty certain I had been physically assaulted. The therapist was so darn strong and while she walked (yes walked) on my back, all I could think was “I want off this ride!” Later that night, my mom and I compared the bruises on our arms and legs. Holy cow!
5. It’s so loud in Vegas. Everywhere you go there is music playing. Everywhere…it is so bizarre. The pool at the Palms blasts loud music all day and we can hear it very well from our 32nd floor room. The bathrooms in the casino blast music and even the restaurants have loud music. What is the deal? I can barely hear myself think in this place. We went to the Forum Shops yesterday and even there the music was so loud while you shopped. It’s driving me insane!
6. It is so dang HOT! I am a southern girl and I know summer heat…this is unlike anything I have ever experienced. It has been 100+ all week. That will make you certifiably crazy.
I could go on and on but mostly, you can probably tell I am just really homesick. My quiet, safe, normal home in Northwest Arkansas. Vegas is great for visiting but I certainly could not live here. It is a tourism wonder to behold, millions of people visit every year and the hospitality industry is alive and well here. I will be back next July because we will play basketball again here…I hope I am recovered by then!
Tell me, have you been to Vegas lately?