Over 6 weeks ago, Will and I went to Las Vegas. Around that same time, I told you there would be a post about it coming soon. Relatively speaking, 6 weeks can be considered “soon.” So get off my back,
We decided to go there because it was pretty much the best option when booking a last minute trip at the height of spring break season. We thought it would be a good place to relax by the pool and get some sun. I even brought a book.
We didn’t think it would be cloudy and 50 degrees the whole time. But, surprise! If I were a gambling woman, I would have lost money on that bet. And that would have been a real shame, since it would cancel out the $2.75 I won at the nickel slots while we were there (big money!).
But despite the weather, we still had a good time.
Here I am a few hours after we arrived somewhere in between the Bellagio and Caesar’s Palace. You know, just hanging out by a hand rail.
The suave gentleman in this photo is my husband getting ready to consume a delicious lunch of sliders and sweet potato fries. This was our only outdoor meal of the trip. <sad face>
The Mirage – serene and peaceful and the outside, scene of a gruesome tiger attack on the inside.
This is inside our hotel, the Bellagio. I liked hanging out in here. If I didn’t look up, I could pretend that we were actually outside and not freezing.
Here’s the pool area where we were planning on hanging out for most of the trip. Completely deserted. Except for one crazy family we saw walking by with towels. They must have been from Siberia or something.
Here’s Will peacefully skipping through a quiet garden. I don’t ask questions. I just let him do his thing. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
After all that skipping, Will felt like he needed to reclaim his manhood, so he made me stop and watch college basketball for a bit.
This is the casino at Aria. I liked the trippy, sleek Alice and Wonderland vibe.
Will was thrilled to come so close to his lifelong dream of draping himself in crystals.
Paris! Just like the real thing. Or at least maybe that’s what I’d say if I’d never actually been to Paris. But as far as plastic-y fake recreations of foreign cities go, it was pretty nice.
Sun on our last day! (Accompanied by even colder temps.) I was so excited, I had to take a picture from our hotel room.
The streets of New York, New York. Will and I helped to make it even more authentic by mugging a few people.
And one last glamor shot.
So there you have it! Even without the warm weather, a good time was had by all. Viva Las Vegas. Baby.