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Tuesday, 17 April 2007

Viva Las Roxy

Posted on 07:43 by Unknown
Part 1

What happens in Vegas... gets written in my blog. For that reason, my vegas trip will have to be a multi-part blog.

Friday, RedSox was supposed to pick me up at 4:30 to get to the airport for our 6:15pm flight. He picked me up closer to 5:15 and got to the airport at 5:35, giving us a good 10 minutes to check-in. I am attempting to check us in at the kiosk, but the computer won't let me have my boarding passes. I get to an attendant with 5 minutes to spare.

She tries to check us in but check-in had been closed earlier for some reason. She calls the gate yelling at them because we have reservations and should be allowed to check-in. She calls over the supervisor then calls up another number. After fighting for us for a good 3 minutes, she gets off the phone and says "well you two shouldn't have been so late to check in."

A few years ago I would have ripped her a new one, but I have travelled extensively and I know how the system works. RedSox held back while I did my thing, which was simply to stand my ground. I said, "M'am, we may be cutting it close but we're still checking in at least 30 minutes in advance. This complies with your airline policy, so get us on this flight. THANKS"

A minute later we had our boarding pass. We got through security and made our flight. The fun doesn't end there though!

I am pretty scared of flying, especially take-off. Normally I am having an anxiety attack and heavily repeating the Lord's Prayer, but I couldn't help my social nature before take-off and started chatting up the doctor sitting next me. I guess it was a mistake because she wouldn't shut up... even during take-off. I'm trying to pay attention to her thoughts on the HPV vaccine, but I'm having a heart attack and trying to pray. We finally pass the point of statistically defined crashes, and I start listening again.

The flight went smoothly, and we arrived in Vegas... only to find out that our luggage didn't make the flight. This is 100% Redsox's fault because he didn't pick me up at 4:30, but I'm choosing not to be upset. I see this as a great shopping opportunity on his dime. I really only need a dress for the wedding (and shoes), and I know there's a Betsey Johnson and BCBG... and gucci, dior, louis...

Luckily our luggage made the next flight outta Boston, and we got our luggage an hour later. We arrive at MGM grand, and run into the wedding party for a little socializing.

Saturday is wedding day!! I meet up with the girlz for lunch only to find out men are included. I quickly called RedSox to tell him it wasn't girlz only, but he was still in bed and unshowered.

Lunch was a good time for me to catch up with a few of the girlz and get some gossip on D's girl. The plan was to relax by the pool for a couple of hours in the afternoon. I would require a concrete slab to block the sun, but I was happy to relax with the ladies. I go back to the room to change into my bikini, but RedSox is upset because he forgot his cufflinks.

I called up the girlz and informed them of our emergency shopping trip. We went to several stores and got a couple of nice cufflinks just in time to get ready for the wedding. RedSox is nervous about his outfit, but decides on a very handsome ensemble... that didn't require cufflinks afterall.

Off we went to the Shalimar wedding chapel. The ceremony and chapel were beautifully done. I caught the bouquet, but second hand tossed it to one of the other girlz. I think RedSox was pleased with my decision.

Afterwards, we went for drinks at the Wynn... a super nice hotel. RedSox unfortunately hadn't eaten all day, so we ventured off to find some food. It took forever to find a place that wasn't a 5-star establishment, but we managed to grab a snack before our big buffet dinner.

At dinner a wave of exhaustion hit the both of us, so we decided to head back to MGM for a quick nap. RedSox messed up setting up the alarm, and we didn't wake-up until after everyone had called it a night.

Sunday and Monday were pretty relaxed. We avoided the weather in Boston by staying an extra night. We checked out different casinos, played blackjack and overall enjoyed our days.

I say overall because there were some serious downs... and some amazing ups.

to be continued...
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