You think New York is the city that never sleeps?! Well, guess again. I got all of 2.25 hours of sleep over my long weekend in Las Vegas. Emphasis on the long, because it really felt like a week. Yet, somehow… it was over in the blink of an eye. Vegas will get you like that!
I think I took it like a trooper though. Late nights. Early mornings. All of that. I went to Vegas for my Bachelorette party and to celebrate my best friend’s 25th birthday. So I didn’t have to plan anything. And while you may think that this was a relief, I was honestly just freaking out because I never travel without an itinerary. But I let them do their thing. And it turned out fine. Except the death trap they made me get on, but I’ll save that story for another time.
We went out to the popular clubs, took a limo tour, got free VIP tables and bottle service every night, took a stripper class (I would say pole class but it was actually a stripper class, I know the difference), and won some money on the slot machines. It was a fun time for sure. Now, will I go back? Yes. I will go back. But it won’t be to party, that’s for sure. I stopped being about that life a long time ago but my friends wanted to so I was like, “hey, I only get a bachelorette party once and then I don’t ever have to do this again.” So I’ve been. I’ve done my partying. Next time, I will be doing more fun and interesting things (in my opinion) because I do have some ragrets. (Yes, it is spelled how I want it to be spelled.) I missed out on seeing the Hoover Dam, exploring Fremont Street, and watching the freaking water show at the Bellagio. *sheds a tear*
Also, a good thing to note is that what happens in Vegas does not stay in Vegas. Do not fall for the trap! I got no sleep in Vegas and the fatigue definitely came with me back to North Carolina… and stayed for a week straight. I’m just sayin… And people, with all of this social media you better watch out because you might be on someone’s snapchat and not even know it. So don’t go out embarrassing yourself and doing things that you shouldn’t be doing and/or don’t want people to know about.
All in all, it was a great trip. I did all of the cliche bachelorette stuff and most importantly I got to be with my best friends. I shall return, Vegas. And next time I might even spend more than five dollars on a slot machine. (Hey, I won almost six dollars total so get off me.)