I shouldn't even really call this Vegas - Day One, I would be more accurate
in labeling it "Hopping from airport to airport - Day One." For the sake of keeping everything coherent I will stick with my five hours actually spent in Vegas and call this Day One.
Woke up early, excited to be leaving the state for a few days. No work, no nannying, no homework - nothing.
Got to the airport at about 9:30am. Now sadly the last time I was on a plane was 3 or 4 years ago. Many may find this hard to believe but I have never had a hard time at an airport before. Always breezed right through. No complications or anything. All that changed on October 5th.
Problem 1- My flight carrier was changed last minute so I had no idea where to get my boarding pass.
Problem 2 - Airlines now charge you for checking a bag. $15 to $20... News to me. Money down the drain.
Problem 3 - Huge line for security. Takes forever. I have old people cutting and nuzzling their way in front of me. Why is it that we are required to show respect and be conscientious to people older than us, but for some reason they are allowed to be hateful and rude? And please don't tell me they've earned it - just because you've lived a long time does not mean you automatically earned the right to be an ass AND get respect.
We ate at a Gustav's at the Portland Airport. Sadly might have been the best meal we had during our entire trip.
Okay so made it on the plane. All was dandy.
Arrive in Los Angeles.
Ate a burrito - spent the next 40 minutes in bathroom, was afraid I wasn't going to make my connecting flight. Horrible Horrible Horrible. Throwing up felt like an immanent threat aboard the plane. Alas no puking.
Speaking of puking - Kyle saw Brooke Hogan getting o
ff of a plane from Nashville. She's big.
Finally in Vegas - Its 7pm. Our friend Ivan has been waiting for us by the slot machines for almost 2 hours.

This is when I realized we were truly in Vegas. Also seeing Kyle illuminated by a chippendales sign was a pretty big indicator as well.

Taxi ride to our hotel was pleasant. We arrived at night so at least our first view of everything was bright and exciting. We stayed at the Luxor which was just tacky enough to be enjoyable and wasn't filled with shops. Something I grew to hate as our stay progressed. Each hotel is basically a mall. Not my favorite.

This is the sphinx we decided to meet at
if we ever got lost. Ivan got lost immediately - he ended up over at Excalibur without ever leaving the building. We started walking up the strip, but our bearings were so scrambled we just kept going in a circle - Luxor to Excalibur to Luxor to New York New York back to Excalibur. It was a mad house.
We tried some gambling - lost.
Found some roulette machines - win.
Love me some roulette.
There were guys handing out VIP passes to
Cathouse - a club in Luxor. We went in and had a drink. It was terribly lame and my Malibu with orange juice costs $11. No thanks. - Give me a dive bar any day. Nightclubs are not my scene.