Las Vegas was a lot more different since I last visited. There are some renovations, some new hotels, and also a massive change in the treasure island show. It's no longer about pirates blasting the hell out of each other. Now, there are sirens and they sing and dance in underwear. Which is okay, I guess.
Overall, this was a pretty sucky vacation, but with some major highlights.
Within the first two hours of the car ride, SD and Mom got into a huge fight. From then on, they barely spoke to each other (except to argue). SD tried to drag me into it by making me say which one of them was right (in my opinion, they were both wrong), but I refused. Seriously, during the entire trip, both of them were acting so immature. I felt like I was dealing with two feuding siblings.
Major Suckyness.
Food. Good, glorious, life giving food.
Yayness.
Ear infection. Could not hear how loudly or quietly I was speaking.
Suckyness.
Bought a pair of beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Ferragamos.
Triple Yayness!
Stuffy, running nose and headaches b/c of sinus infection.
Suckyness.
Phantom! This show held some major surprises. A lot of lines were cut out. Christine Daae could not sing for the life of her. I feared for the poor girl. Carlotta was
too Carlotta. The Phantom could barely act in Act I and made me snort during Music of the Night. And most surprising of all, the chandelier didn't fall at the end of Act I. It just
didn't. For me, that was a mind blowing shock, but I guess you guys can really care less.
The very best part of the show was the Phantom. Sure, his acting could use a little shaping up, but his voice was amazing. And during the final scene, he really really knew how to gain the audience's sympathy. So I cried.
Yayness/Suckyness
No one could really tell how old I was, so I got away with gambling. My mom was sooo tense, especially when a (barely clad) waitress came along. But she only asked us if we wanted drinks. I almost laughed.
Yayness.
I got groped during the Treasure Island show, which sucked since I really didn't want to be there in the first place. We just wanted to go to the Mirage so we could see Cirque du Soleil, but managed to get stuck while passing TI. First, this really muscly guy was trying to get in front of me. I mean, the guy was like eight feet tall so I really didn't think it was fair for him to be shoving a little girl like me, so I shoved back and got in front of him. Then, he coughed on me. I was about to shout at him, this girl-shoving, tattooed, eight feet bastard, but my mom called me away. And then I got groped while I was making my way out. I couldn't even tell who did it. Stupid, horny bastards.
Suckyness.
A Korean guy tried to get us (my mom and I) to sleep with him and he kept following us. My mom starting swearing him out in public and he was shouting back at her.
Yayness cuz it was just too funny.
There were a lot more happenings, but I'm sure you're bored at this point. I'll just conclude this here.
But why, you ask, was this the best vacation?
The shoes, baby. The shoes.
