So I'm going to brag for a minute, it was in the high 50s - low 60s the entire time I was in Vegas. Even at night. I can't tell you how nice it was to escape the snow and freezing temperatures for a minute. I was able to go out in my pleather jacket (no vegan leather for me) and sandals the entire time. You forget how much easier it is to get around when you're not under 100 layers. Now that I'm back to bundling up I can say that with levity. But, back to Las Vegas by moonlight.
I tried to see the show at Treasure Island too, but unfortunately they were closed. I waited for 20 minutes and someone who worked there kindly filled me in. I guess I'l just have to go back. I think that's probably my takeaway from Las Vegas, I have to go back.
I don't gamble, don't drink a lot, and I kind of hate buffets. You'd think this was the last place on the planet I'd want to visit again, but there's so much more to it. In between the poker and prostitutes there's a vast world of things to see and do and a whole different culture to experience. There are art shows, street performers, locals with a million stories, and museums I haven't even begun to investigate. Next time I'm bringing Ryan though, that way I can stay out past 8pm and see that much more.
Wonder what else I was up to in Vegas? Check out my instagram or feel free to ask me any questions you might have! - b.