I know I am defying the rules.
The “what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas” rule. Sorry, but bloggers can’t live by that. It is only natural to snap of photo of everything you see or eat on vacation. It won’t matter if people give me the “why is she taking a picture of her food” look. I highly doubt I’ll ever see these people again. With that being said, here is my Las Vegas timeline.
Vegas happened too fast. My trip is a blurred and hasty memory. As I try to put the pieces together, my head is throbbing with frustration. I diagnosed myself with a vacation coma. Thank goodness my camera stores pictures in order, or this post would be disastrous than I already foresee it being. Sorry for the lack of organization and typos that will appear in this post. I am fully prepared for the grammar police to pull me over. I tried to pull myself together, but unfortunately they don’t make drugs for vacation comas.
Jeremy and I took off from Atlanta at 4 p.m. (Georgia time) I hadn’t eaten dinner yet. My stomach was growling loud enough to cause the person next to me give the “would you be quite” stare. When the flight attendant came around with the bag of pretzels, I was relieved. Even though they were only 45 calories and bitsy as an ant, they kept me content during the flight. I stayed busy reading the new Health magazine with Jillian Michaels (which I highly recommend) and Fifty Shades of Grey.
We landed in Vegas four hours later.
I will be honest. I wasn’t that excited about this trip to Vegas. It was Jeremy’s idea. I assumed it was going to be crazy. I pictured naked hookers and meat-heads partying in the streets. You know? Just like Hollywood portrays it to be. I decided to be open-minded and make the best of it.
My stereo type for Vegas was immensely off. It was nothing like I pictured it to be. Vegas includes an artsy side with a lot of classy places to visit. Don’t get me wrong, there are parts similar the movies, but we didn’t bump into many of those.
When we checked into our Hotel, the front desk upgraded us to a colossal suite. We were puzzled to why they had done this, but we were extremely excited! I don’t know if any of you are fans of The Hills or Laguna Beach, but I had a L.C. moment. Every time they take their trips, they walk into the hotel room with an “oh my gosh” look. They start checking out all the rooms and screaming each others name. J eremy and I immediately dropped our bags and reacted the same. We had a marvelous view of the city, two rooms, two bathrooms that had T.V.s in them and a Jacuzzi. We felt like royalty.
Jeremy and I flew his parents to Vegas for a well-deserved get a way. We were all equally hungry, so we met them down at the Mandalay Bay buffet.
Coffee was the first word that came out of my mouth when the waiter took our drink orders. I’m sure that is not a shock for all of you. I am surprised coffee wasn’t my first word as a baby.
I had a half and half packet in my coffee with one packet of sugar. All they had was sweet n low, so I settled for the real deal.
The buffet looked fabulous. There was an abundant amount of healthy options with fresh fruit and vegetables. I knew I was going to eat a ton this trip, but I still wanted my choices to be healthy. You can splurge without fearing the scale or over using the gym when you return home. You just have to splurge smartly.
Buffets scare the majority of people who are trying to eat healthier. Buffets don’t intimidate me at all. I prefer them. I like making my own choices and choosing what goes onto my plate. Buffets give me that option.
My first (yes, first) plate consisted of: cooked shrimp, mixed steamed vegetables, some kind of Chinese green vegetable, asparagus, a red potato, crab legs and a chunk of salmon.
I was still hungry. To prevent myself from eating the entire buffet, I had a bowl of fruit to allow my stomach to settle for a couple minutes before making another trip. Fruit keeps you from overeating. It is rich with water and fiber to help your stomach feel fuller.
My second plate consisted of: pineapple, asparagus, cooked shrimp, breaded salmon and a garden salad. I was finally content. I wasn’t shooting for miserably full or I’d have to be rolled out of there.
After a long day of preparation and travel, I was exhausted.
Friday was going to be a long day filled with walking and touring. We decided to call it a night. I relaxed in the Jacuzzi, then turned on the T.V. and dosed off. I figured I would have slept like a baby because the bed was heavenly soft, but I kept waking up. I don’t know if the time difference was the culprit, or because I ate late.
I was restless all through the night.
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