What kind of parents take their two year old to Vegas? Oh yeah, that would be us. Two overworked, exhausted parents (one of whom was in desperate need of some sunshine), who weren't willing to spend more than half a day driving, thereby eliminating pretty much anywhere else. Luckily, we don't do Vegas the "traditional" way, so our trip turned out to be remarkably family friendly. Here are some highs and lows:
Activities:
High--Finding family friendly activities to do in Vegas (quite a few).
Low--Most of those involve animals, and while Reo and Holden are huge fans, I have neutral at best feelings about looking at wildlife on my vacation (yes, I said it, and if rocks get thrown through my window I'll know it's you).
High--Like I said, Reo and Holden loved it, so it was fun to watch. Here's Holden making eyes at an alligator (or crocodile, I forgot to pay attention) and pointing out a dolphin.
High-- I am a fan of flamingos, so there was one animal exhibit I found to be fun (AND it was the free one).
Food/Beverage:
High-- Teeny tiny donuts at the buffet at TI.
High-- Best Frozen Yogurt of my life at the Mirage
High-- Eating Coldstone for dinner one night.
Low-- Pepsi pretty much OWNS the state of Nevada. I had to witness people putting Pepsi products into the beloved McDonalds cup, and in Mesquite we stopped at a gas station that did not have a single Coke product in the ENTIRE store. Desperate, I went to the Coke store on The Strip, only to find that the snack bar was closed for construction. The whole situation would have been downright humorous had I not been going through withdrawls.
Travel:
Low-- It pretty much snowed the whole way to Vegas, and some crazy truck tried to run us off the road outside of Cedar City.
High--The way back was bright and sunny, Holden slept for a good 3 hour stretch, and it was a pretty much uneventful drive.
Low--We still had to drive through the bain of my existance, Utah County.
Overall, we came back refreshed and fat, so what more can you ask for? Thanks to the generous sponsors who made this trip possible (hint: if you gave me cash for my birthday, that's you.)
This picture pretty much sums it up. That's Holden, examining our dear Playstation in a state of mourning before we put it in its coffin to ship it back to Sony. Sure, we'll get a "new," younger model back, but it still won't be the same. Godspeed, good friend. Thanks for the good times....
