The Las Vegas Adventure...

This year I had to opportunity to go to Las Vegas due to a work related conference, so I decided to take the company up on the offer. I knew that my mother has always wanted to go to Las Vegas and Gary did not have any interest in going, so I decided to take her with me. I only had one really big concern about taking my mother and that was, "Could she handle a 5 hour flight?" because she is prone to panic attacks. I discussed this with her and she decided to call the doctor to get an increase in milligrams to some medication. We flew out of Chattanooga early Saturday afternoon. It turned out to be the perfect day to fly, it was really beautiful up in the sky. Plus, my mother did excellent the entire time, other than she talked very loud on the plane.

We landed at 10pm Vegas time (1am Chatt time). To go ahead and get adjusted to the time change we stayed up until 1am Vegas time (4am Chatt time). When we finally made it up to the room we went straight to bed. 30 minutes after falling asleep I was awaken by the horrible noise. It took a couple of minutes to realize that the noise was coming from my mother!! She was SNORING very loudly!! I couldn't wake her up, so I just put two pillows over my head and got a couple hours worth of sleep before we woke up and went out site seeing before my first class.

By the end of the first day at the conference I was worn out, due to lack of sleep. However, I got my mother and I some tickets to go see Bette Midler (her fav) for Sunday night. So, I got back to the room changed and we headed to Caesar's Palace for dinner and a show. The show was great!! I loved all of the show girls and Bette Midler is really funny. When we returned to the hotel after some more site seeing, my mom decided to stay up even later so I could get some sleep. It seemed like a great plan, however I think I slept for 2 hours before she decided to come to bed. So, at 2am in the morning I found myself at the foot of her bed crying and wondering if I could get away with murder. I felt horrible, I eyes are bloodshot and I'm so TIRED!! I finally got the cushions off of the couch and went into the bathroom to make myself and bed. I then shut the door, covered up with some towels and went to sleep. Then at 5:30am I was awaken by my mother again, but not by the snoring, but by her having to use the restroom. HHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

After about 4 hours of sleep I had to get up and attend classes all day long. My eyes are still bloodshot and I feel like I'm on crack or something of that nature. When the 8 hours of listening to people talk all day mom and I went out and had some fun with some more site seeing and going out to eat at this great restaurant at MGM. Also that night I went up in the Eiffel Tower to get some pictures of the strip when it is all lit up - which was really cool!

By the time we got back to the hotel that night we were worn out from all of the walking we have been doing. My mother suggested that she say up later and let me sleep for a couple of hours before she came to bed, but told her that there was no need in that. I decided to make my bed in the closet and to just shut the door when I was going to go to sleep. She felt bad about it all, but I didn't care because I was about to turn psycho due to lack of sleep and someone was going to fall for it and it wasn't going to be me.

Ah.....sleeping the closet worked!! I felt a lot better having 7 hours of sleep under my belt, so after that night I slept in the closet for the rest of the trip.

All in all, I think my mom and I had a really good time. I love that I got to spend some time with her. (Oh and just for you to know we didn't win any big money.) However, I think Las Vegas is something everyone should see once, but I don't think I would ever go back. I say this because of all of the partying that goes on constantly and all the crazy people that come up to you asking for your picture and getting hit on by drunk guys. YUCK! Not to mention the pictures of naked women on cards that are littered all down the strip and all of the half naked pictures of hotels advertising either clubs or shows. Plus, in the hotels they have workers dressed in hardly nothing dancing up on bars, tables or dealing card games.

Below can you guess which bed is mine? hahahaha......

There are a lot of other stories I can tell, but maybe later because this blog post is getting to be a little too long.