I just got home from a long overdue girlfriend (get me far far away from my life and worries because I barely survived the summer with my sanity) roadtrip to Vegas. I'm not even sure the last time I went there, maybe nine years ago? But since I'm
usually the one planning and pushing for the getaways, I was more than happy to say yes! yes! yes! when my girlfriend offered to book a hotel and arrange for tickets to a fancy show. What could be better than four fabulous women beyond ready for some fun in a limo tinted Lexus suv loaded with party clothes, booze, chocolate, iPod full of 80's music, and an infectious whooo hooo!!! we are going to have fun spirit?
The weekend turned out great. Our high floor room overlooked the strip with a view of the Eiffel Tower and the Bellagio fountain show. We ate. We gambled. We laughed. We walked and walked and walked. We shopped. We people watched. We oooh'd and aaah'd at a spectacular show. We shared. And, best of all we were away. AWAAAAAAAAY!
It's a strange place, though - such the opposite of what I believe in for my life. Here I write about looking for the simple small things that make life rich, and I'm in this city full of excess, waste, emptiness, greed, and gluttony...all the deadly sins and more. Besides the clickers trying to hand you the nasty prostitute cards, there are just so many things that just rubbed me all kinds of wrong. I was blown away by the amount of young bleary eyed children at the casino...and out sooooo late. Why???? Maybe it's just my insecurities, but I never felt so old and flat-chested and undesirable and unnoticed. What's up with going to a club to dance but not being able to sit down at a table unless we paid hundreds, if not thousands of dollars for the privilege? I want to people watch and put my drink down, not stand awkwardly trying not to feel so odd. And, what struck me the most is how easy it is to loose perspective, like with freely spending money and what I found acceptable. I noticed women wearing six-inch heels and a micro-mini skirts while drinking alcohol at 10am in the morning. I know what I would think if I saw that at my local mall, but in Vegas anything goes, in fact, the more the better. I guess that's why people love it so much.
With Vegas I just have to take the good with the bad and embrace the whole experience. I certainly didn't go with the expectation of peace, calm, and serenity. It's a unique place offering a total escape from normal reality. In fact, there were plenty of little things that made me feel happy and grounded. For instance, the breakfast potatoes at the Planet Hollywood diner. Fluffy and crunchy and perfect. Yumm! My friend Amy surprising me by buying me my favorite chocolate covered honeycomb at the totally neat store on the way there. Oh, and finding a great Santa in their unbelievable gift shop to add to my collection. Unlimited crab legs dipped in warm butter. Cashing in my change jar that I lugged all the way there and to the only casino on the strip that takes change thinking it would only be about $70 and instead getting back $190!! My kids actually appreciated and missed their mommy. And, mushy me, feeling so grateful, rich, lucky, blessed, honored, thrilled, fulfilled, wealthy, and full of love for these amazing and beautiful women friends in my life. Oh yes, very very lucky indeed.