Taking a sharp turn in another direction, we left the serenity of the Pacific Northwest for the glowing lights and mirage of Las Vegas. Why Vegas? Why not?
It was every bit as cheesy and fake as I’d imagined. But, we didn’t go there for beauty. We went to act like kids and enjoy a couple of days with Corey and Gwen, who met us there on the day of our actual anniversary. Vegas is better with friends!
I’m not sure I’d go back, to be honest. Although the room charge was $49 per night in our hotel, that number is hugely misleading when it comes to what you’ll actually spend in Las Vegas. They charge you for every little stinking thing. Fees here, fees there, three dollars for a bottle of water… Unless I had ten grand to blow – with no consequences – I don’t foresee going back. Regardless, I’m so thankful our friends were able to join us and make the end of our trip even more memorable.