The ads advertise "Whatever happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas." Well, for a fairly straight laced person like me, 6 days of drinking, smoking, gambling, seeing shows, staying up to all hours of the night is a great experience. I wish I lived there.
Strangely enough, however, the native Vegans (or Vegasites?) couldn't wait to move somewhere else. When I told them I was from Pennsylvania (not exactly a bastion of fun) the natives looked wistfully and unanimously stated "Wow. I wish I lived there." REALLY???? I guess too much of anything is not good, however I would think that too much of having a good time would not get old.
The mister had never been to Vegas before. He was quite skeptical of having a good time as he is not really a gambler. I shouldn't have worried. He was popping dollars in machines, applauding to shows, and marvelling at how you can capture the world's diversity on one street.
We took a side trip to Sedona, AZ. For those of you who think that Arizona is all tumbleweeds and cactus, Sedona will be a rude awakening. I had never gasped at the beauty of a sight before, but Sedona literally took my breath away. What was really cool was how relaxed the locals are. Where I live folks spend their lives chasing their tails making a living and keeping up. In Sedona the locals were so relaxed you had to check their pulse. Looked like just the place to live to me.
I couldn't wait to get home to my daughters (17 and 21) but to my chagrin they were quite happy while the mister and I were away. The house showed no evidence of party, and the dogs were relatively fed and content.
Now back to reality. Can't wait to get back to Vegas.
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