Well, we got back from a little mini vacation in Vegas last week. Mr Ken and his Dad played in the World Series of Poker and they had a blast. Neither made it to the money-but it was an amazing experience for both.
While they played, my friend and I cruised Vegas and I was introduced to the wonderful world of Vegas shopping. I am absolutely a NON-Shopper. I learned to make my own clothes when I was 10 years old and from that day forward I have been cursed with that knowledge. I will look at a shirt and think, "that's $10 worth of material, I won't pay $50 for that" or, "this is the shottiest seaming I have ever seen, I won't pay $50 for that!" So I pretty much never go shopping because it's so frustrating. Vegas shopping, I discovered, is like yarn shopping when you are on vacation...it's more like a souvenir, so regular shopping rules do not apply and you are temporarily allowed to buy things you won't normally buy. It was GREAT and I scored BIG TIME with 3 gorgeous, vintage style jackets!
Anyways, Vegas was fun as always, then there was the coming home part where the plane almosted crashed! Apparently our plane came in a bit close the previously landed plane and got caught in it's jet stream...that slammed us down on to the runway, jerked the plane to the left and shimmied us around before we bounced back up. Then we slammed back down a second time and at this point it was shear silence inside the plane. Again, we were jerked around and suddenly we were taking off again and back up in the air moments later. I pretty much didn't want to land at all at that point. I was perfectly content to just hang out in the air indefinitely. But we landed safely after that. Gotta say, it was pretty scary!
Now it's back to the real world...no waitresses coming by offering drinks every 30 minutes, no ding ding ding of the slot machines, no flashing lights drawing you in. It's good to be home, but I sure do love Vegas!