May 17, 2011 5 Comments
Quick housing update: I was a bit hasty yesterday. Turns out the owners of what’s-behind-door-number-one were just kind of slow in getting back to us, but they aren’t completely rejecting our offer. Hooray! Although, this would have been good to know before I started extrapolating on all my doubts in order to make the impending loss of the home less traumatic . . . but, back to being Positive Polly. So they sort of countered with $185,000 (remember from here: the listing price was $209,900 and we offered $173,500), which means we’re in the game! We’re going to go back verbally with $178,000 and see what happens next . . . fingers and toes crossed everyone!
Okay, so now back to our regularly scheduled program . . .
Even though most of you have read here, here, here, here, here, and here about our trip to California (wow–probably overkill, huh?), I realized that I forgot to
bore you to death tell you all about our trip to Vegas. We took the following route from Santa Barbara over to Sin City, and most definitely the first bit (from A to B below) was beautiful. The last bit? Not so much. The map kind of sums it up nicely: green=gorgeous; sand color=well, sand. Who’s ever had fun staring at miles and miles of sand? Oh yeah, I guess maybe people on a beach. Nevermind.
But I’m sure you’re all dying to know what is that point B?! What could it be?! A magical land? Buried treasure? Home of the newest OREO? The World’s Largest Thermometer? Well, those would all be good guesses, but the winner is . . .
Yep, it’s a store that sells EVERYTHING in the middle of nowheresville. And I do mean everything . . .
What’s a Cowboy Hot Stick? Er, this kind that is . . .
Ice cream and made-to-order mini donuts? Yes please.
It was a good thing we stopped . . . we’ve been looking for an Ostrich egg for some time now.
All that stuff left us almost crippled with indecision. That is, until we saw the milkshake sign and those three little words that signify all that is good and great in this world: peanut butter chocolate.
And you know what they (aka Deenie) say about milkshakes: they coat the stomach. Yum.
Once we finished up hanging out with good ol’ Charlie Brown, we continued on to the next highlight of our trip . . . yep, that’s right: there was a teaser earlier in the post, and so maybe you’ve guessed it . . . the World’s Largest Thermometer!
Good thing we got that checked off our bucket list, huh? After spending a couple
hours seconds at the historic site, which conveniently also houses a Bob’s Big Boy (apparently those are still in business. Why? Not so sure), we got back on the road in our fancy schmancy rental car . . .
. . . (yeah, it was a pimpin’ ride) and watched more sand go by.
Finally, after what seemed like days , we saw the big city . . . but immediately exited early in order to grab ourselves some lunch at In-n-Out. I had already looked up the secret menu and we had decided to get some burgers, Animal Style. Boy were we excited.
So how were the burgers you ask? Oh, well, I DON’T KNOW! Because guess who decided to be closed on Easter Sunday?! Yeah–all the In-n-Out chains EVERYWHERE! Grr. Back on to Vegas I guess . . . the Mr. assured me there would be food (duh). So we headed down the street to Mandalay Bay.
And got a primo room on the 33rd floor overlooking the strip.
Not too shabby, huh? It probably helps that they knew about Vacation Bunches from his trip only a few weeks earlier. Apparently he made quite the impression at this poolside cabana:
Maybe even with a little help from this guy . . .
Luckily we got to hang out a little with one Mr. Taylor Scott on our trip, and it was great. Besides some good pool time . . .
We also got in our fair share of “walkabouts” as the Mr.’s friends call them. The thing with Vegas is that it’s deceiving . . . everything looks close together until you try to walk there. But we love walking, so it worked for us.
I call this the Bellagio Stare . . . lots of deep thoughts I’m sure. One of the best parts of our trip clearly was our visit to our homeland, our joy of all joys, our lifeforce if you will . . .
Yeah, I know. We’re sort of odd. But dang if we both don’t love M&Ms. And M&M World?! Heaven–just heaven. Sigh.
Of course, we also did some more grown-up things . . . like dine at Koi in Planet Hollywood (where the Mr. had some fantastic sea bass, and I had pretty ho-hum sushi), play some games . . .
Do some posing with celebrities . . .
. . . and just overall be sophisticated (this is my favorite shot from our two days there):
We also saw “O“, the Cirque du Soleil show at the Bellagio. It was I-N-C-R-E-D-I-B-L-E. Absolutely stunning. Definitely put it on your bucket list!
Oh, and the Mr. was right–there was food in Vegas. Lots and lots of food. We did the breakfast buffet at the Wynn for $18.99 per person, and it was pretty good. Not great, but pretty good. The next day we did the breakfast buffet at the Wicked Spoon at the Cosmopolitan (the new swanky 5-star hotel slash casino), which only cost $17.99 and was actually much better (lots more fresh fruit, red velvet pancakes, beet and goat cheese salad, shrimp cocktail, meats galore, I could go on). And, we learned a little trick entirely by accident: we went to breakfast around 10:30 AM and took our time; then, at around 11:00 AM, the buffet transitioned to a lunch buffet! They opened another wall, doubled the size of the dining options, and we just saddled right up. Talk about food! We’re talking sushi, short ribs, bacon-wrapped salmon, tacos, desserts, lamb, basically anything and everything! Sigh. Good thing we were both wearing stretchy pants.
Overall, we had such a great trip. And, it didn’t hurt that we finished each night with this view:
Aahh . . . Sin City. We’ll miss you–although, not for long! We’ll be back there in only a few weeks for Round 2!
(I know–I’m officially dork-tastic.)