I had a great time in Vegas. I enjoyed every minute of my stay there. We dined at great restaurants (Mon Ami Gabi, Mesa Grill) , saw some good shows (George Wallace), spent time at the Mandalay Bay Spa and The House of Blues and I did more shopping than I should have. What the hell? It was my vacation, right?
However, I’m not ashamed to say that when I stepped off the plane I felt like Ellie Mae Clampitt arriving in Beverly Hills for the first time. I’m not naïve. I’m not some dumb hick who hasn’t been anywhere … but damn … Vegas is nuts. In a good way – I guess. When I was sharing some of my stories with a man during my return flight he smiled, shrugged and said, “It’s not weird, it’s just Vegas.” Let me elaborate.
Shopping at Bernini – Beautiful Italian clothing store. I tried on a pair of jeans that fit perfectly – like a glove. When I came out of the dressing room, the smarmy salesman looked me up and down and says with a very thick Italian accent, “You need a smaller size, baby.” The only way I was fitting into a smaller size would be to paint them on.
Brides – I must have seen a dozen brides if I saw one. Brides in white gowns, brides in jeans … I saw one bride in a Supergirl outfit – with a cape and tights and another in a white bodysuit and white boots. Yeah, that’s a great story for the grandkids.
Weddings – Of course. I saw two weddings: one was in a gondola in the middle of the Venetian Hotel and the other was also in the Venetian, but on dry land.
M&M’s – Why is M&M World right in the middle of the Las Vegas Strip? What does the little candy that melts in your mouth not in your hand have to do with Vegas?
Cleavage – I understand you just bought them and you want to show them off, but damn! Do I need to see it? Seriously, it’s forty degrees and the wind is blowing – is a tube top really appropriate?
Modesty in the Locker Room – There is none. I don’t frequent the gym so I don’t know what goes on in the ladies’ locker room. So, imagine my surprise when I completed my spa treatment and entered the common area and saw more naked bodies than I have ever seen in one place. The pool area was clothing optional and most opted not to wear any.
Photo Magic – We visited a photo shop where the photographer will put your face on someone else’s body. I’d post the picture I took … but (1) I don’t know how and (2) I don’t want to incriminate myself.
A good time was had by all. I would definitely go back but not anytime soon. And when I do go back it will be for a shorter stay. I didn’t do any gambling – just not my thing but I did get a chance to do everything else that I wanted to do. I’m glad to be home but it sucks that I need to get some rest to recover from the vacation. I had to come to work today and my body is still on west coast time.
I can’t wait to start reading to see what you all have been up to.
What is meant to be will be
It's Not Weird ... It's Just Vegas
Monday, January 16, 2006
Blessed by chele at 10:39 AM
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