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Monday, 29 August 2011

What I Learned in Las Vegas

Well, now that my brain has somewhat returned to normal I can tell you all about what I learned in Las Vegas, other than the golden rule: Bring a lot of money.

All the girls wear Louboutins to the club.
We went to this really, really posh nightclub called Marquee for the bachelorette party and I honestly couldn't believe the amount of red heels I saw.  We paid way too much money to have bottle service and a cabana, but we got to feel like total hot shots for the night so it was worth it!

108 Stories is a lot more than you think.
We went on the New York New York rollercoaster and it was fun, but I like my rides to be terrifying.  Welcome to the Stratosphere, where they hang you off the edge of a building and spin you around.  Just don't look down!

The Bellagio Fountains are a must see.
At night they go every fifteen minutes and it's worth to hang around until you can get a good spot front and center.  The choreograph the fountains to show tunes and my inner theater kid was freaking the fuck out.

Red Bull is your friend.
Our mini fridge at Marquee came stocked full of Red Bull and I filled up my bag as we were leaving.  It's the only way I can possibly last until six in the morning, which you must do in Vegas.  Just beware the Red Bull anxiety that will inevitably hit you the following morning.

The portion sizes (and prices) of food are huge!
I was constantly shocked at how much they expected me to pay, and subsequently how much they expected me to eat.  I'm not one to stereotype, but it's no wonder there's 65 million obese Americans if they're always eating this much food at dinner.  (By the way, that was the best meatloaf of my entire life.  Thank you, Wolfgang Puck)

You will drink a lot.
You know that old rule "Never drink before noon"?  No such rule exists in Vegas.  I became quite accustomed to seeing people strolling down the street holding 42 ounce margaritas at ten in the morning.  My liver is very, very upset with me.  

Day and Night don't exist.
It's practically impossible to find a clock anywhere in a casino.  It was such a weird feeling to stumble through the casino, full of people gambling and drinking, late at night and walk through the next morning to the exact same scene.  It starts to get a bit surreal, like you're in a waking dream.

The Bellagio Botanical Gardens were everything I expected.
This is what my house would look like if I was a millionaire.  It was so cute, pretty and girly!  Unfortunately, I visited it with two boys who didn't match my squeals of delight upon seeing giant floral teddybears!

All in all, it was a fantastic trip and it was so nice to see the gang from England.  Ben and I did figure out that Vegas isn't really our kind of place, it's a bit too materialistic and just....weird.  Plus, if I ever hear that song "Dynomite" again, I will kill someone.  It was a great time, but I'm glad to be back home and in the real world!  If you want to see more photos from my trip, they should all be up on my flickr either today or tomorrow.


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