Vegas!

Are we horrible people that we decided to skip seeing the Grand Canyon in favor of taking a detour to Vegas? Of course not! When you’ve seen one hole in the ground, you’ve seen them all. We put in our nature time in the Painted Desert and Sedona, it was time to get back to civilization

Las Vegas was initially left off of our itenerary for several reasons. Neither Bruce or I gamble, we definitely got our fill of grit and grime in New York, and honestly Vegas always seemed just a bit obnoxious. But after several days in the mountains, when Renae suggested maybe we should go to Las Vegas, the idea couldn’t have sounded better. Since we’ve been on a pretty tight budget for the most part, we decided to splurge for a suite at the Venetian (thanks for the recommendation Chad!). This amazing hotel is a massive complex of hotel rooms, shops, restaurants, casinos, canals, and endless neverending hallways. Every inch of the place meticulously adhering to the Venetian theme, from the chandliers and frescoes on the ceilings, to the gondoliers and accordion player in the lobby.




Our suite was insane. The marble and gold bathroom was bigger than some of the rooms we’ve stayed in on this trip. This room had everything! Two flatscreens, jacuzzi-sized tub, dining table and separate sofa area… everything except wifi, hence the delay in updating this blog.




We went shopping. We did Irish car bombs on the strip. We watched the water show at the Bellagio. We took Vegas in and loved it! Then it was time to gamble... Renae played Rapid Roulette and won $20. Bruce won $6 on electronic blackjack. I lost about $30 on just about anything that would take my money. High rollers we are not. I wanted to get crazy, but my more sensible handlers did not. Overruled! After a sobering midnight meal at Denny’s on Las Vegas Blvd. we all called it quits. No tranny hookers, no $1 foot long hot dogs, and sadly, no jackpots. After 5 days on the road we are all a little tired and weary come nightfall. Perhaps not the best state of mind to visit Vegas in, but no regrets here… except perhaps the $40 I practically handed over to the slot machines right before we rolled out of town. We will be back though! Las Vegas, I’m sorry I thought ill of you for so many years. You’re actually pretty great.