04.30.03
My trip to Las Vegas
So, I was in Las Vegas from April 20-April 25. I wanted to write while I was there but there simply wasn’t time. So I’m going to take today to recall some of it. 
So on Sunday morning (4/20) I woke up to pack and get everything ready to catch my late afternoon flight. Little did I know, my flight was actually at noon. So I had 30 minutes to pack all my crap up and get in the car, or I would have missed my flight. Luckily, I ended up making it, but had no time to shower or get myself ready to take a cross-country flight. Oh well. The good thing is, I made it to the airport.
So, I had a fairly uneventful flight from New York to Dallas, and pretty much the same from Dallas to Las Vegas. I arrived around 5pm at McCarran Airport in Las Vegas and proceeded to get my luggage. Ooooooh, that was fun. My terminal conveniently was located 16 escalators, 5280 feet, and one smelly tram ride to the baggage claim. And when I got there, I thought I was in a casino. All the slot machines, ugly carpet, Siegfried and Roy videos playing everywhere, and Rodney Dangerfield telling me to walk to the left and stand to the right on the moving walkway. They didn’t put my flight on the screen, so I didn’t know where my luggage would be, so I just followed the woman and overweight child that I sat next to, and found where the luggage was coming out. On a side note, I feel sorry for overweight children, because I feel that their parents haven’t paid enough attention to their health. But that’s a side topic.
So, I’m getting my luggage, and this man that looks like Donahue is picking up everyone ELSE’s luggage, looking at it like it was his. And he was just doing it for fun! He picked up a set of golf clubs when he didn’t even HAVE any golf clubs! Some people are so irritating! So I finally got my luggage (this was quite the long ordeal) and headed for the taxi stand.
I was driven to my hotel by this nice lady. I’m sad to say that I couldn’t tell if she was Chinese or Mexican. That’s really sad. I’m such a white boy. Anyway, she told me about the monorail they are building in Las Vegas, and we chatted about the weather, and the fact that it wasn’t busy because everyone had just left town after a big tennis event.
I arrived at the Stratosphere with a sense of excitement and went to the checkin desk to get my room. My dad had warned me that I would want to get a room in Tower 1 (the new tower, apparently) because the rooms are nicer and closer to Elevator 1, which is by valet parking. So, I asked the blonde girl for a room in that area, and even though I was prepaid, she told me I would have to pay $10 more per night. That pissed me off, but what was I to do?
My room was very bland… like the cheapest IKEA stuff you’ve ever seen. But it was only a place to sleep. So it wasn’t a big deal. When I got to my room, I had to do school work. It really sucks being in school while you’re on vacation, but I had no choice. The ringing of the slot machine bells and the rolling of the dice and the clacking of the roulette wheel were all going on just 11 floors below me, and I had to post school work.
Anyway, when I was done, I got to take a shower and I headed downstairs to find the action. To be continued…
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