Last week was my trip to Vegas for my 30th birthday!
Chris, in anticipation of missing me, took me and his daughter out to Texas Roadhouse the night before I left. Addi was SO tired, though. It was kind of hilarious, cuz she was tired-angry, as kids get when they miss their nap. It was still nice, though. Afterward, he came over and we just hung out. Nothing too interesting.
Thursday after work I ran home, got Frankie and Bdo over to Mom’s, and finished packing just in time for Cat to pull up a little early. She had to drop her dogs at her parents’ place anyways, so she picked me up and her dad took us out to the airport. We had some time to kill so we grabbed dinner at this “Colorado Cuisine” restaurant at the airport. Oddly, they were 30 minutes from closing. I didn’t realize restaurants at the airport closed, since DIA never closes. We ate fast, but noticed that in spite of closing soon they were still seating people, and not like single people but whole large groups. It was… odd, considering how short and abrasive the hostess had been about our quick meal.
Shortly after we got done we were allowed to board. We were, unfortunately, in boarding zone 4… so that was… meh. The flight itself was kind of miserable. Frontier is a cheap airline, and it shows. We’re all packed in like sardines and the armrests are super low so you can’t get comfortable. I tried to nap for two hours with mixed success. But that was all fine, since we landed in lovely Las Vegas.
Originally the plan was to drop and then head to the Aria to get evening drinks with David, but David dropped hours before we did and drank while he waited, and consequently went to bed. That was real inconvenient, because we were already in the Lyft headed there, and for whatever reason we couldn’t change the destination. SO…. So, the driver is really nice. He navs us to Cat’s cousin’s place off the record for $12. But he’s also a really distracted driver. He missed several turns. I’m sitting in this car thinking “the Lyft app is off and we’re in this dude’s car… and no one knows it…” as he repeatedly misses turns. Fortunately he was not a serial killer and took us to the address in question, but also… it was spooky.
Cat’s cousin, Rachale, is super nice. She gave me a hug and made me feel super welcome in her home. I also met her kids, who are grown people. The boy gave up his room for two nights so we had a room to sleep. That was hella sweet of him. The house itself is pretty sparse. Rachale and her kids moved around a lot, I guess, so they don’t tend to accumulate THINGS. Except the girl. She had a very nice room with actual furniture and stuff in it. Lol. Also living there, but never seen at home is Rachale’s boyfriend. He’s 13 years younger than her, short, Mexican, and has braces. He’s pretty adorable, but you could mistake him for a teen. Lol. She’s quite proud to have him.
Instead of going out, we went to Walmart at 1am, and got some girl beer (wine coolers). Things that happen in Vegas at 1am apparently also include Walmart. Who knew?
The next morning Cat and I left without Rachale, because she was still asleep. We went to meet David for brunch at The Pub at Aria. They don’t have brunch on Fridays. Lol. We didn’t know. So we did lunch. I had an Impossible Burger™. What is an Impossible Burger™? It’s a vegan hamburger that FUCKING TASTES LIKE MURDER. In a good way. The vegans made a burger that legit tastes like a burger. I was excited to try it, and more excited that it was delicious.
After lunch we hung out in the bar inside Aria, and then Rachale came down. She was hungry so we went to The Peppermill. That’s an outlandish ass restaurant. Rachale got lunch and we split a giant brownie for my birthday.
Then it was off to the Saw Escape Room!
If you go to Vegas and do the Saw Escape Room, pay for a VIP tour. Don’t get me wrong, we had a blast! But I really hated the middle aged people that joined our group. Also, 10 people is too many. If it had just been the four of us I think it would have gone more smoothly and been a little more fun, but we had fun anyways. I felt especially special because I found the very first clue, and I opened the safe at the end. So yay me! I love puzzles…. We won, so the actress didn’t have to saw off her foot… although… I kinda wanted to see that.
After that, it was on to Fremont Street. If you don’t know, Fremont Street is OLD Vegas. If you’re looking for lights and cheap drinks, Fremont Street is a good place to hang out. So we grabbed a Lyft and ended up at Container Park. It’s a weird little place made of shipping containers, guarded by a giant praying mantis that shoots flames to music. I dunno why, but I’m all about it.
We went up and down Fremont Street. At some point Cat hurt her knee and started limping and grimacing a lot. That made me feel better because my feet and knees were killing me. I appreciated the slower pace. We is getting old. I thought for sure that since Davy had surgery on his leg he might cramp up, but if he did he didn’t show it. We saw semi-professional wrestling going on, and tried a bar called Nerd just because it had an octopus with glasses for a mascot (it was terrible), and watched some performers… I mean Fremont Street is intense. There’s so many people, and a giant 40 ft ballerina puppet, and… just STUFF EVERYWHERE. A bit overwhelming, really.
We toddled around and ended up at Bally’s where Rachale and it got cold. David and Cat had no hoodies, so we tried to find some, but couldn’t. We ended up sitting at a tiki bar, and I was like… “Guys, why don’t we call it?” Cuz no one looked like they were having a good time anymore. We were tired and not drunk because drinking at sea level is nothing. So we called it and planned on brunch at Aria the next day.
We did NOT get brunch at Aria. Lol.
Instead, for a more economic brunch, we were going to hit House of Blues. We ended up getting there too late, though. Cat & Rachale are not morning people Lol. Fortunately, Rachale had a backup plan and took us to her favorite Irish Pub. We had Irish breakfast! And it was awesome. Who knew I liked white and black pudding? Not me. It was fucking delicious.
Afterwards we did some shopping, and really just hung out until David had to leave for his flight. We had two hours to kill after that, so we went to the Bellagio and saw their gardens. Pretty epic. It’s never the same twice, and the flowers are lovely and… yeah. Worth seeing if you go. We also saw the fountains. They danced to My Heart Will Go On. It was kind of amazeballs.
The flight home was about as miserable as the flight in, but I was really just excited to sleep in my own bed, and not with Cat. Lol. Also, Chris agreed to come over, even though I got in super late. Turns out he missed me. Lol. I was excited because at midnight it was HIS birthday, and I wanted to give him his birthday present. I think he liked it. I designed it myself since I couldn’t find anything cool for Spawn & Hellboy. So he got the sweatshirt and the framed art…. He says he likes it. I choose to believe him.