Las Vegas.
As a Montana girl, raised in the
quiet recesses of the mountains, Las Vegas was certainly an eye opener, to say
the least. This was my first time visiting and I did not know what exactly to
expect from the famed city of sin.
Neither Jesse or I are very good at
driving in cities, so before we arrived we took a short gas/bathroom break and made
a pact that no swearing, yelling, or panicking would occur while driving.
Neither of us really do much of any of those, but driving is stressful when
there are four lanes going super fast around us and honking all the time. We
decided that if we missed a turn, we missed a turn.
So, we drove into the city, got to
the strip, where our hotel was located (Yes, we stayed in a hotel! It was only
about $30, so we decided it was going to be worth it for the Las Vegas
experience), and then we missed the turn! It took us about half an hour of
navigating back to the turn, since that was the only entrance to our hotel.
Finally, we checked into our room,
took our showers, snazzed ourselves up, and headed out to explore the city. Our
first stop was an overpriced bud light. Apparently, there is no open container
law, but I still felt the need to keep my brew on the down-low. Montana habits
die hard, I guess.
At one point, we wandered over to
one of the expensive hotels and sauntered into the pool area where the
fountains blew higher than our two of us. The digs were pretty dang nice and we
decided to lounge on one of the round couch beds for a smidge while we decided
where we wanted to grab some grub. We also decided that when we get a house,
the round couch bed is essential in our décor.
The night wasn’t out of control nor
did it end up a total bore, but we both discovered that gambling and spending
tons of money on superfluous items really isn’t our thing. If we’d paid to see
one of their tantalizing shows, the story might have been different, but I kind
of doubt it.
Oh, Las Vegas. Glad to have come
and glad to have left. A one-night stand is good enough for me. ;)