so I went to Vegas...

   So I went to Vegas! 

   Now I can add it to my “places I’ve randomly been” list! Which I don’t actually have yet because most of my trips are planned waaaay ahead of time, but I guess now I need to make one.

   The trip consisted of this: leave work at 5:00pm on Thursday, drive home, stay Thursday night, leave home for Las Vegas (a 14 hour drive) at 6:00pm on Friday, drive all night (well technically I rode, but still), arrive in Sin City at 9:00am Saturday, stay Saturday and Sunday night, leave Vegas at 5:30am on Monday, arrive back home Monday evening. So basically I’m considering contacting the mayor of New York City and requesting a nickname switch so Vegas can be titled “The City that Never Sleeps”.

   I’m 93% positive I survived off of a total of 16 hours of sleep the entire trip which, if you know me, is not the norm. I’m an 8-hours-of-sleep-a-night kind of lady so breaking that pattern really messes with how I roll. Don’t get me wrong, I was beyond excited to be offered the opportunity to hitch a ride for a weekend getaway with people I love. I thoroughly enjoyed the experience although half the time I felt like I was walking around in some sort of dream land. The drastic increase in temperature (going from 58 degrees to 93), the lack of sleep, and the interesting characters that roam Las Vegas kind of made me think someone slipped a little somethin-somethin in my juice and I was hallucinating the entire weekend.

   For instance, I met this guy:

mmm...Kotton Kandy

   Be jealous. He’s also my personal Claim To Fame because I just so happened to see him on an episode of America’s Got Talent a couple days beforehand. Yes I know, what has America come to. It took me a while to decipher whether or not I actually encountered this being or if I was losing it. But no, he’s real. It happened.

   I also got pick-pocketed! Can you believe it?! The culprit must’ve sniffed out my vulnerable Montana scent and attacked at the precise moment I felt safe. My mistake. Luckily, I am poor (I never thought I’d say that) because the villain only got $6 out of me.

   Ha! That’ll learn ya. – Me, a Montanan

   In addition to those life-changing experiences, I also visited my first M&M store:

Proof

   While inside, I was fairly certain it was a test from God about how long I can handle being in a crowd of candy-crazed tourists pushing and shoving their way to the giant rainbow wall as if it was the last source of food on earth. Needless to say, I failed the test. I barely escaped with my sanity. As I awaited the rest of my particular tourist group, I sat outside and just watched the characters pass by. That’s when I met Kotton Kandy, actually. See now, if I would’ve passed the test I never would’ve gotten to meet a celebrity. It all works out in the end.

   I saw a lot of unflattering lady parts “dressed” in unflattering lady clothing,  stepped in a lot of dried vomit, ate buffet food, saw a lot of bada$$ cars, and cried inside about not having enough money to do anything. All in all it was an awesome weekend getaway and I will definitely be going back. Be ready.  

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