Lance: “So, would you rather I got you a gift or take a trip somewhere?”
Me: “I guess a trip, we already have more stuff than we need… where are you thinking?”
Lance: *turns laptop around to show Vegas.com*
Me: “DONE. WHY are you even asking me?! Book it!”
And that’s how we ended up going to Las Vegas for our 4-year anniversary. This is probably the single most spontaneous trip we’ve ever taken haha. We spent 4 nights there and it was crazy fun and crazy exhausting. I cannot remember a time my feet hurt as much as they did on our last day in the city. Our days consisted of a lot of walking up and down the strip – checking out random attractions, having lunch somewhere, taking a long nap, having dinner and then into the different hotels and casinos. We stayed at Treasure Island and really liked it. We saw one Cirque du Soleil show where Lance got pop corn thrown on him during the pre-show by the performer and had our minds blown by the whole show, while simultaneously felt really bad about our bodies.
I think the #1 thing that impressed me the most that I wasn’t really expecting at all was the architecture in some of these places. Namely, Caesar’s Palace was just incredible inside. The architecture was breathtaking, all the statues were amazing and the so were the ceilings. Caesar’s also had the best done shopping area, when walking from the Casino into the shopping area it literally fell like you were walking outside even though it was all very much inside. Wynn Casino probably had one of the prettiest floors I’ve even seen and a beautiful garden area.
A lot of Las Vegas was well… Vegas. Lots of people trying to sell you stuff (read: scam you), and many people trying to get you to rent a limo for a strip-club-crawl. Which takes me to a classic Vegas moment – we literally had just gotten to Vegas, we’ve been in the city for all of an hour. As we’re waiting to cross the street outside our hotel these people try to hand us ‘strip club coupons’ and I said loudly to Lance ‘BOOBIES! Wait… are these for strip clubs?” when out of nowhere this girl and a guy come up to us “Did you say strip club? Do you wanna go? We’re leaving right now, we have a limo, we can take you!” And cue me grabbing Lance’s hand and running across the street as I fear my hand now has herpes from merely touching the strip club coupons. Keep it classy, Vegas.
I think that’s all for now… I have lots of more pictures and some more stories but I thought I’d break them all up into different posts. You’re welcome. Plus, I’m not really sure how to follow up that story, weeee!