Reading Week has come and gone and like many other vacationers, I ventured out of Canada to a warmer get-a-way. I was Vegas bound with the whole fam-damily. It was like National Lampoon all over again. Anything could be better than Winterpeg's -30, anything. Give me plus 5 and I'll be happy. Luckily, it was a nice 14 degrees celsius. I was in the zone.
Besides getting bit by a dog on my first full day in Vegas and getting a stomach flu on my way back home, both very laughable, I had a pretty rockin' time. To my surprise, I only got a little drunk, once, and I am grateful for that. For all the site seeing we accomplished and all the food I ate, I couldn't manage to stuff myself anymore. Though I did enjoy a handful of USA's delicious Chilada's. For those who don't know, they are pre-mixed beer and clamato juice. It is a beautiful thing.
While on my adventure, I explored for many days. I visited classic Fremont street as recommended by Steve Vogelsang. I gazed at the overhead light show and sucked back cheap beer while watching people zip-line above me and show girls dance around. It was quite the sight to see.
Thanks to my old but young boyfriend, I even mustered up the guts to hike to the top of the Stratosphere and go on a ride called, Insanity. Yeah, Insanity. We sat in a two seat thinga-ma-jigger and spun around in circles, 909 feet above Las Vegas. I was glad I did it. I didn't die!
We walked up and down the Strip, explored casino after casino and I even rode the public transit and so did my parents. That was kind of weird, just because I don't usually ride public transit with my parents... who does even... While on the Strip I travelled to the top of the "Eiffel Tower" and viewed the plethora of casinos from there. Preeeettty high, but not as high as the Stratosphere. I enjoyed many different meals and drinks. My favourite was cheap wine which I drank right out of the bottle. When in Rome...
One day we ventured out to Red Rock Canyon. THAT was amazing. To actually leave the city and see the countryside was breathtaking and almost indescribable. The pictures I took, make no justice for what I actually saw. The mountains so red and rich. The desert so dry, yet green. We visited a ranch house owned by a variety of rich people throughout the 1900's and dined on the front lawn. I bet whoever owned the place throughout the years never thought tourists would be exploring their yard some time later in the future.
Besides the good weather, cheap booze and flashy lights, I was happy to leave Vegas. It truly is something that you can only stand for so long. My warm little apartment and the crisp cool air makes me feel good and Winnipeg is my home.
Maybe when my PR diploma pays off I'll buy a place there. In the mean time, I'll gladly float around my seasonal apartment pool with my own mix of beer and clam and the calm sound of the river, no ding ding noises or screaming or cheering thanks!
Ya if you're wondering, I'm pretending to snowboard in that picture, or I guess surf too.
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