I have found my new addiction. My love for traveling has become intensified. Growing up, my grandmother went to Las Vegas and Atlantic City a few times. She always brought back casino cards, t-shirts, and just about anything else that would fit into her suitcase. I never understood it until this weekend (10/12-10/15).
We always hear about Las Vegas being sin city; if that is the case, let me wallow in the lights of my new found love. Let me indulge in his adult paradise until it kills me! The excitement makes you forget about the outside world. The beautiful people and the casinos call your name to punish you in ways you only dream about!
JH and Las Vegas are neck and neck for my affection!
To Las Vegas, I hope we grow old together! The days in between my next visit will be full of longing for 32 ounce beers at 9 a.m. The yard of margarita will always have a place in my heart. I promise to do better next time and not pass out by 6 p.m. I promise to devote more time to you and all that you are. Until we meet again...
2 comments:
You're right about the Vegas love thing. The city of gluttony in the middle of a barren desert-it's the ultimate forbidden fruit!
I've never been to Vegas. Let me know the next time you go.
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