First things first: Las Vegas is horrible.
Contrived and stupid and hot. Not to mention so barren and ugly it makes the moon seem lush.
Nothing interesting actually happens in Vegas, which is why the Vegas tourism bureau wants you to keep quiet about it. I went six years ago and was stunned at how disappointing it was. Even the things I thought would be fun - like a giant fiberglass sphynx - was boring.
And is there anything uglier than a bunch of tourists crammed into one place?
No. No, there is not.
Well, maybe casinos, with their bad carpeting and noise and sadness.
Yes, Vegas is terrible.
And I cannot wait to go again!
We leave this weekend. Ray is going to a conference. I'm going to the hotel pool. So while he's stuck in seminars or whatever (speaking of bad carpeting), my days will be spent reading magazines. I hope it's not windy because it's super annoying when it's hard to read magazines by the pool.
I may hate Vegas, but I love pools and free hotels.
My agenda is to pool, buffet, then maybe hit one show and one bar/club while we're there. And I feel like that will be accomplishing a lot.
I've already packed my fake eyelashes and some of those wine juice boxes from Target. I think these items make me 78 percent more prepared for a good time.
I'll let you know.
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