No matter how much I complain about the backpacking and how hard the Canyon was, it was much much better than Las Vegas. Now being in Vegas was relaxing… because it was boring. I don’t gamble. I’m not going to get wasted by the pool at 10am like everyone else. I’m not going to spend 2 hours doing my hair and makeup so I shake my ass like a desperate 30-something in a club. And I couldn’t help but look around at everything and find it all to be incredibly wasteful.
I enjoyed our jacuzzi tub immensely. And I relaxed by the pool quite a bit. I also enjoyed the variety of restaurants. The people watching was hilarious and tragic and wildly amusing.
I couldn’t get over the $12 dollar per K-cup Keurig in our room, or the $25 for daily wi-fi access. And the idea that I should pay $15 for a poorly formulated cocktail when I know someone who makes a famously awesome margarita (BG) I couldn’t take it. I longed for the Best Western in Flagsaff, with its humble pool and hot tub, free wi-fi and complimentary continental breakfast. I definitely came home relaxed with a sweet tan, so clearly it wasn’t that bad. 😉