Last weekend, which feels like it ended eight seconds ago even though it is already freakin’ Thursday, I visited my friend Lexi in Las Vegas along with fellow BFFs Abby and Liz. It was almost exactly six months after my honeymoon, which ended in Vegas. And I hate to say it (but obviously not that much, because I already tweeted about this), but this trip would beat up the Vegas leg of my honeymoon in a fight. [Sorry Collin. I loved our honeymoon. I'll write about that tomorrow.]
Here’s why it ruled:
- Leaving Pittsburgh in January almost always means heading toward much more favorable weather. It was actually an unusually cold weekend in Vegas, with actual ice spotted in a parking lot during the daytime, but it wasn’t a snowy chill-you-to-the-bone nightmare like Pittsburgh was. I got more sun in four days than I think I got all of last month. And we’re having an exceptionally easy Pittsburgh winter.
- Even though I was too stupid to know I wanted to go to the Hoover Dam, my friends took me to the Hoover Dam and I had a historgasm while basking in the human ingenuity and American achievement. There’s a map of the stars emblazoned on the ground by one of the monuments at the Hoover Dam so that if an alien society finds Earth after humanity has died out they will still know when it was completed.
- Being a group of young attractive women is sort of like walking around holding up a sign that says, “ATTEND TO MY NEEDS, SERVICE INDUSTRY!” Being ushered past a line to get into a dance club can now be crossed off my bucket list.
- As can dancing on a platform in said dance club.
- I finally had an excuse to wear the curve-hugging purple dress I keep wanting to wear out and deciding is too slutty.
- I also wore statement earrings! It was maybe the first time since 1999 I didn’t regret having pierced ears. I’m making tiny baby steps into this mysterious world that people call “accessorizing.”
- We met Holly Madison at the Peppermill, which was God telling Louis he should have come on this trip with us.
- I found out that Las Vegas, with its total lack of hills and humidity, is the best place in the world to run. My planned 5K turned into 5 miles that I ran in under 50 minutes, which is much, much faster than my usual pace for that distance.
- We went to the pawn shop that is on Pawn Stars. Vegas is one of the best places in the world to be a shameless tourist. I was captivated by the case of discarded engagement rings, which I called “a box of broken hearts,” but Rocco the very nice and knowledgeable salesman behind the counter insisted they are mostly “upgrades.” Then he showed us a cane with a sword in it.
- We got to meet up with another Pittsburgh friend who happened to be in town and his amazing girlfriend, who’s in publishing, so I got to hear about “the industry” while eating amazing thai food.
- Then we went to an improv show, which was very funny and entertaining in its own right, but we were really there to meet an old friend of the elder statesmen in our social circle who is brought up any time Vegas is mentioned. I thought this guy would be like, “Oh, great. Say hi to Ben and Lou for me!” But instead he was like, “OMG HI HI HI! LET’S TALK ABOUT PITTSBURGH FOR FIVE HOURS.” And we did. And it was a DELIGHT.
- I got to do all this with my best friends. And then come home to my best husband.
And man, did I miss Collin. Being away for four days and wanting to constantly call and text him made me laugh at whatever part of myself ever imagined that maybe I’d let him go to Cape Town alone. I guess the great thing about marriage is that it gives codependency a sheen of legitimacy!
January 19, 2012 at 5:11 pm
I am going to Vegas in 1 month and desperate for specifics. Do you mind telling me where you ate? And how you got to the Hoover Dam? And maybe where you stayed and what improv show you went to? If you don’t mind?? I know that I am a stalker but I just feel like I would enjoy the things that you too enjoyed in Vegas…. If it is not too too much trouble…
Thanks so much!
January 19, 2012 at 6:31 pm
Definitely visit the Peppermill Lounge for fantastic diner food in a bizarre old school atmosphere. If you’ve never had In N Out Burger it’s worth trying.
I wasn’t paying attention on the drive to Hoover Dam but Google Maps makes it look easy. It takes less than an hour.
We stayed at Lexi’s apt, so I’m no help there. Collin and I stayed in the Bellagio which was AMAZING but also very splurgy. My friend rented a condo a mile south of the strip for the weekend at a great price and raved about it.
You should DEFINITELY go to the Improv show, it’s called SET and it is at the Onyx Theater (which is about a mile east from the Stratosphere end of The Strip) Monday nights at 8:00PM. It costs only 7 bucks! It’s also in the same plaza as a great inexpensive Thai restaurant called Komol. So you can make an amazing and affordable night of it!
I’ll have more to say in my post tomorrow about my honeymoon! Have fun (and good luck!) in Vegas.
January 20, 2012 at 8:34 am
Thanks so much! I will definitely follow up and probably send you ridiculous unasked-for photos.
January 19, 2012 at 5:46 pm
Oh man, this has me itching to take a trip with my girlfriends. Glad you had a blast!
January 19, 2012 at 11:13 pm
“I guess the great thing about marriage is that it gives codependency a sheen of legitimacy!”
And I’m with Sharon, this post has me plotting for my next reunion with friends. And yearning for a trip to Vegas. I love Vegas for being so shameless about EVERYTHING.
January 20, 2012 at 9:23 am
Glad you guys had fun!
When I went to Mexico with Justine, we got waved past a line into a dance club and it was amazing!
January 20, 2012 at 11:20 am
Total sidebar, but why do you regret having pierced ears?
January 20, 2012 at 11:29 am
“ I guess the great thing about marriage is that it gives codependency a sheen of legitimacy!”
This cracked me up. Glad you had fun. I love Vegas!
January 30, 2012 at 2:46 pm
the thing about finally getting a chance to wear that dress you bought that you can’t ever bring yourself to wear because it’s too slutty (but totally hot! but totally inappropriate to wear around your family/coworkers/people you see regularly). THAT’s why I go to Vegas.