The final day…
If you don’t do a champagne brunch in Vegas, you must not like food. Because the food at a champagne brunch is top notch. Omelet bar? Duh. Carving station? Of course. Pesto mashed potatoes? Absolutely. And the mimosas? Our server eventually gave up and brought us a carafe of orange juice and filled all of our glasses with champagne. That’s how we roll.
After breakfast and checkout, Mr. Wonderful and I took off for the shops. We like to get magnets and Christmas ornaments from everywhere we go and I had been slacking on this trip. We ended up at the Miracle Mile. It was a pretty nice mall that even had a rain storm show every half hour. It’s funny to be in a place that has to manufacture a thunderstorm.
Before we met up with the rest of the gang, who was losing the last of their money at Bill’s, we stopped back at the Flamingo to, um, see the flamingos.
Once we got to the airport, the fun began. We were scheduled to leave from Gate C1, right after a flight to Boise and a flight to St. Louis. Both of those flights were delayed, so we got pushed to Gate C3. Unfortunately, no one told our pilot, who landed at C1. So back we go. Honestly, it wasn’t the worst thing that could have happened, but it was annoying. We fared better than Kellie did; she ended up stranded in Vegas hours after we left. Too bad that timing didn’t work out!
Thankfully, we landed pretty close to on time. And that’s it!
Our first time in Sin City was sometimes crazy and chaotic but it was a lot of fun. We definitely saw a lot and yet barely broke the surface of what Vegas has to offer. We had some really awesome food and some really cheap drinks. We saw people of all walks of life. My parents are going for the first time in October. I think I’m going to live vicariously through them for a little while.