Yes, I am way behind on my blogging. A lot has happened since January - a great trip to New Zealand, where we were almost in a head on collision on a highway - with a car driving the wrong way; me climbing rocks in India for 5 hours with co-workers and no water; and my weekly Sunday role-playing of Bobby Knight.
But it is Vegas week 2014! Heading to Vegas Tuesday night for the annual trip. There are some certain things that I look forward to every trip - some great, some mundane, and some peculiar......
- the view of the strip by plane (or car) as you arrive. Still is an instant smile-inducer.
- the first look into the sportsbook when you arrive, and the sheer number of items on the board.
- the smell of the casino - each casino has a distinct smell; the Mirage has a kind of "vanilla-lotion" smell
- the first Tom Collins of the trip
- the first night when you try to plead with yourself to sleep more than 4 hours. (hint: it never works).
- the first time picking up the 2 cards in the UTH hand
- walking through the sports bar next to the book at 7 am when it is completely dead. It's a sense of renewal - a new day with new adventures has arrived
- going outside to the strip at 7:30 am - and seeing a ghost town
- the endless loop or repeat SportsCenters being replayed ad nauseam from 10 pm - 7 am
- the vodka tonics in the locker room of Southern Highlands
- the breakfast burritos at the Mirage buffet.
- the rolled eyes of the group as I wear another orange (or green) collared shirt to dinner
- the $25 fantasy golf side bet
What did I miss?
But it is Vegas week 2014! Heading to Vegas Tuesday night for the annual trip. There are some certain things that I look forward to every trip - some great, some mundane, and some peculiar......
- the view of the strip by plane (or car) as you arrive. Still is an instant smile-inducer.
- the first look into the sportsbook when you arrive, and the sheer number of items on the board.
- the smell of the casino - each casino has a distinct smell; the Mirage has a kind of "vanilla-lotion" smell
- the first Tom Collins of the trip
- the first night when you try to plead with yourself to sleep more than 4 hours. (hint: it never works).
- the first time picking up the 2 cards in the UTH hand
- walking through the sports bar next to the book at 7 am when it is completely dead. It's a sense of renewal - a new day with new adventures has arrived
- going outside to the strip at 7:30 am - and seeing a ghost town
- the endless loop or repeat SportsCenters being replayed ad nauseam from 10 pm - 7 am
- the vodka tonics in the locker room of Southern Highlands
- the breakfast burritos at the Mirage buffet.
- the rolled eyes of the group as I wear another orange (or green) collared shirt to dinner
- the $25 fantasy golf side bet
What did I miss?
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