That’s right…bring on the KING
“Bright city gonna set my soul, gonna set my soul on fire.”
I’m acting excited because I’ve agreed to go with my hubby on a business trip for a few days. He has to meet his sales rep there on Monday.
Now, I’m not necessarily excited to be going to Vegas in particular for the main reasons others go. I remember, back in the day, when in our early 20’s you could go there pretty inexpensively. I never was a BIG GAMBLER because I never had the funds to be…Everyone antes up for a room, and you could sit at a slot machine and hang out for a bit and get a couple of free drinks pretty quickly. You could go to one of those all-you-could eat buffets, for next to nothing. Hang by the pool and walk around the strip easily enough – cross streets anywhere – and just take a little of your meager earnings to make it work for a weekend away with your pals.
That’s not the case anymore. You can only get a decent room rate during the week. You could be hanging out all day at one of the tables or slot machines and see the waitress ONCE maybe twice in between hours. Those all you can eat buffets, are not inexpensive anymore. Even some pools charge you an entrance fee, or an extra charge for towel. And the city has blocked off the streets so that you can’t cross the street anywhere you like (safety feature, I know) but at the same time, with added construction…there are areas that the sidewalk is so dang crowded, you feel like cattle being herded. And when it’s hot…and there’s nowhere to go because sheets of wood barriers have been installed next to the street. Being short, I get very claustrophobic and worry I’ll be trampled.
I did discover that Disneyland like aerial tramway last time. Pretty cool with the kids, but again, the whole part of the Vegas thing was walking and looking around…but not now. Besides, with my injured heel, I think I’ll be riding the tram. Or making my honey pay for a cab. (on work’s dollar)
I’m mainly going because I need to get out of the apartment I’ve been cooped up in, and the kids will be visiting their auntie for a couple of days. I’ll enjoy the amenities of the hotel. And some time with my hubby at the end of the day.
If we’re lucky, maybe we’ll see REBA so that I can tell her all about my blogging pal, Jim, at Random Writings on the bathroom Wall. We’ll share a soda pop…while I burp-sing Jimbo’s praises.
I’d really love to see the flying Elvis’ – wait, that’s fiction and from the movie Honeymoon in Vegas…WAIT, no it’s not! (just looked it up) They are real AFTER the director of Honeymoon in Vegas hired a group of sky divers and he had them dress up as Elvis.
In fact, they have performed near us in Newport Beach, CA! Who knew! But I guess it’s not a regular show, but a group you have to hire. They are called the flying Elvi! Hahahah. What a great movie to watch tonight to get us amped up for our 5 hour drive on Sunday.