things I did in vegas:
- sat by a gigantic fish tank in the forum shops at ceaser’s palace, almost had a heart attack and died when a gigantic (and really, I mean gigantic – like wider than I am gigantic) stingray came up behind me and started licking the glass. GEEZUS.
- ate at the cheesecake factory, said three words to the waiter and was immediately asked, “you’re from vancouver, aren’t you?” … i’m still not sure how he figured that out. there is no such thing as a vancouver accent? (a westcoast accent, maybe.)
- saw shows (cirque du solie, phantom of the opera)
- two words: valet parking. it makes you feel like royalty.
- ran through the venetian in 3.5 inch silver nine west heels, did not fall and spill my blood on the italian marble as one would assume would happen.
