Which meant that Steve and I went to Vegas...all by ourselves. And I feel that I have to write about this particular Vegas trip before I can write about my most recent one, because it was the third of my four very different Vegas experiences and did in a way quell my desire to go back any sooner than I did.
Not that it was a bad trip--it wasn't. And not that I didn't have a good time with Steve--in fact, I had an amazing time with him. Really, this trip not being one of the better Vegas experiences I've had was due to circumstances out of our control.
|Enjoying a meal outside at La Salsa on the one nice day (weather wise) of our trip|
Two: I got sick. I am unlucky enough to have some sort of aversion to shellfish. Not an allergy, really, because sometimes it doesn't bother me at all. I think that it depends on numerous things--the type of shellfish I eat, how stressed out I am when I eat said shellfish, whether there is alcohol involved, etc. So I guess it was sort of my own stupidity that led me to eat a giant meal of sushi and shellfish at the Grand Wok & Sushi Bar at the MGM Grand. The restaurant itself was exemplary so I hate that it became part of what made me feel ill later that night :/
Three: We forced ourselves to go out to a club--Tryst, to be exact--when I was already feeling ill. And we got in line too late (10:30, I think) and waited too long to get in (over an hour).
Four: We stayed at the Paris. I just wasn't at all impressed with this hotel, and that disappointed me because it does have a great location. But for the price you pay? Not worth it. I'll stay at the Mirage from now on.
Five: We got sucked in (or rather, as much as I love him, Steve got sucked in) to a timeshare presentation at Planet Hollywood. Shoot me in the foot. Please. Because that would have been less painful than this presentation/sales pitch was.
Six: Finally, we got screwed over by our cabbie on the way from the airport to the hotel, and then she actually tried to argue with me when I refused to give her a tip! As I told her, if she had taken the short way to the Paris (which would have resulted in a $15 max fare vs. a $25 fare), she would have gotten a tip. Plain and simple.
Now, as I said--things went wrong on this trip, but that doesn't mean that we didn't have fun :) And I wanted to get our mistakes/issues out of the way first before I dove into the great things that happened on this trip, those being:
|Bananas Foster Crepe for dessert at Mon Ami Gabi|
B) A romantic and amazing meal at Mon Ami Gabi. The only disappointment about this meal was having to eat inside because it was so chilly and windy outside.
C) Cirque du Soleil: LOVE at The Mirage. Cirque shows are amazing anyway, but we are huge Beatles fans and this show was simply breathtaking thanks to the practically perfect combination of music, acrobatics, and props.
|Enjoying the North End of the Strip ;)|
E) Playing the marriage joke on our friends. That's right, while in Vegas we signed into Facebook. I changed my last name, we changed our relationship status so that it showed we were married to each other, and we both had our status updates say "Out Celebrating!" or something of the sort.
|Steve showing off our blackjack winnings|
G) Finally, we made up our own game. We call it "Hookermon" and the tag line is "Gotta catch 'em all, hooker cards!" For those of you who have been to Vegas...surely you know what I'm talking about. If you haven't been...well, whenever you make your way to Sin City, just keep an ear out for fingers flicking a certain type of business cards and you'll catch on ;)
So, can Vegas be a blast with a significant other (and no one else)? Well, it was for us, even when things didn't go quite as planned. So yes, Vegas can be for lovers!