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Published: October 13th 2010
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packing up for the road
So, apparently one mini van cannot hold 7 people and their luggage. we had to use the roof too. Um, it was just for the weekend. Okay, so I'm writing this in our suite while all of my friends are out whooping it up for our last night here. Whoever thought that an all-you-can-eat buffet was a good idea must have had a stomach of steel. I realize I didn't have to eat ALL those desserts, the sushi, the Turkish sausage, the potato/cheese thingies, and God knows what else --- nor did I have to go back for seconds --- but damn they were yummy, and damn my stomach is so mad at me right now. After the All You Can Eat fiasco (halfway through I remembered to breathe --- why do we eat faster at buffets?), we strolled (practically rolled) around the strip, visiting the M&M store (way, way overpriced) and then the Coca Cola store (way over priced BUT more interesting). One of the best things we did was do the Sodas from Around the World tour --- stay away from anything that glows green. There's also this cloudy thing from Italy --- not something I suggest you swallow. BUT, the pine nut Brazillian one wasn't so bad, nor were any of the gingers.
It's been a fun weekend, but it's also a little
weird readjusting to the lit-up, ding-ding-ding, overindulgent side of things. This time last month I was still in Africa, hoping the Internet was up and running while the hotel's generator kept electricity going. A few weeks ago I swam in the waters where hurricanes are born. Today I swam in a rooftop pool where Hurricanes are inhaled by big-boobed bikkinnis and overtanned grandmothers. It's an odd world we live in, but maybe not so different.
In Accra people swarm the streets selling just about anything, maybe even the kitchen sink. In Vegas people swarm and immigrants thwap, thwap porn pamphlets on their thighs. Again, I'm pretty sure just about anything (including the kitchen sink if you like it like that) is sold here as well.
Since I am in Vegas catching up with some very good friends, there is also a lot I can't write about. One must keep the What Happens In Vegas Stays in Vegas code alive (especially since it makes people wonder whether you woke to find a tiger in your tub). But, I can say that it was great to kick back and just be with the people I love to laugh and somewhat
we're so classy
so, yeah, this is us in valet parking. Nothing says class like a Walmart bag. sin with. I'm not a big fan of casinos and all their noise, but I do love the insanity that is Vegas. On the very same spec of a corner you can learn bible verses, learn interesting naked yoga poses, watch water dance to music and sip a beverage that could make you glow.
Work and life has been crazy and nonstop since I got back from Ghana. Coming here for a weekend to chill and catch up somehow makes perfectly good sense in a crazy world.
Side note: I wrote this two weeks ago, but didn't get to type and upload photos until today. I'll get to our Colorado trip next. If I'm lucky, maybe even today.
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