vacation all i ever wanted
Arrived in Vegas yesterday feeling quite miserable. Yet another massive sinus infection + hacking chest cough. This is the 5th time since January for me.
Not to mention, my time zones have been royally fucked. I am now 8 hours behind what I was used to living in Scotland.
But anyway, I slept the entire afternoon away-- as it was 115 degrees out and too hot to do anything anyway. I woke up around 7pm Vegas time, showered, and got ready for the night out. My brother, cousin, and I had gotten a room at The Mirage on the strip. We drank straight tequila and Captain and Coke in our room... then hit the casino downstairs.
Vegas is absolutely a trip. It's a surreal, fucked up little world where no one sleeps and money and booze flow from every direction. I can totally understand how people develop gambling problems-- it is FUN. That is something I never thought would interest me, but I had a BLAST throwing down money on the table-- drink and cigarette in hand. I felt like Kirsten Dunst in Marie Antoinette.
Roulette, Video Poker, Penny Slots. We watched the Bellagio fountains perform "All That Jazz" and walked to Paris to play some table blackjack. Absolutely drunk off my face.
My brother ended up winning almost 800 dollars on the roulette table. It landed on his number (00) twice! Unbelievable. Eric lost 120, and I was too drunk to lose more than a 20 dollar bill.
All in all, it was an amazing night, concluded by my brother (ballerrrr) buying Eric and I breakfast this morning. Now we have one more day in Vegas before we drive to our beach house in southern Cali. We'll be going to MGM, on a fishing trip, and Eric promised to take me out to a club in LA.
So much good food and everyone is just in a happy mood.
So excited. I feel soooo relaxed.
Not to mention, my time zones have been royally fucked. I am now 8 hours behind what I was used to living in Scotland.
But anyway, I slept the entire afternoon away-- as it was 115 degrees out and too hot to do anything anyway. I woke up around 7pm Vegas time, showered, and got ready for the night out. My brother, cousin, and I had gotten a room at The Mirage on the strip. We drank straight tequila and Captain and Coke in our room... then hit the casino downstairs.
Vegas is absolutely a trip. It's a surreal, fucked up little world where no one sleeps and money and booze flow from every direction. I can totally understand how people develop gambling problems-- it is FUN. That is something I never thought would interest me, but I had a BLAST throwing down money on the table-- drink and cigarette in hand. I felt like Kirsten Dunst in Marie Antoinette.
Roulette, Video Poker, Penny Slots. We watched the Bellagio fountains perform "All That Jazz" and walked to Paris to play some table blackjack. Absolutely drunk off my face.
My brother ended up winning almost 800 dollars on the roulette table. It landed on his number (00) twice! Unbelievable. Eric lost 120, and I was too drunk to lose more than a 20 dollar bill.
All in all, it was an amazing night, concluded by my brother (ballerrrr) buying Eric and I breakfast this morning. Now we have one more day in Vegas before we drive to our beach house in southern Cali. We'll be going to MGM, on a fishing trip, and Eric promised to take me out to a club in LA.
So much good food and everyone is just in a happy mood.
So excited. I feel soooo relaxed.