Las Vegas Travel Diary 2016

A couple of weeks ago, I went to Las Vegas. I had inspiration. I had motivation. I had my youth. I was going to fucking Vegas.

My best and oldest friend Lili was getting married and, as the Maid of Honor, I just had to come through and be there for her big day. I don't regret a moment of it. Despite the three hour time difference that catipulted my jet lag high into overdrive and meant most nights were capped off by midnight, I still had an amazing time.

The city is full of life, whether it be during the day or well into the night. It's beautiful aesthetically, the temperatures get as high as 81 degrees on an average winter day, and despite being cool at night, it was the kind of forecast that, being from Atlanta, I envied. Our February looked and felt nothing like theirs. It was the kind of warm welcome my soul needed, especially after the week I had had.

We stayed at the Staybridge Suites, just off of the Strip. It came decked out with a kitchen, all of its amenities, a washer and dryer, a pool, and complimentary breakfast every morning before 10:30. I am in!

I can't even begin to explain how happy I am about the fact that my girl is back in the states. I hadn't seen her since my trip to Mexico years back, but I felt it was a beautiful coincidence that the first time we saw her since high school was her introducing us to her love and the second time we visited her would be her marrying him after realizing he is the love of her life.

She made the most beautiful bride, with a halo made of pale pink flowers like the angel she's always been in my life. I cried from the moment she entered the chapel to the end of my speech I made in honor of her and her new marriage. She's the first one in our group to get a ring on it and tie the knot and I couldn't be more happy about the love that found her and the man she in turn chose.

The trip was centered around the Saturday evening nuptials but on the days surrounding it, we drank a little bit, napped a lot, and we indulged in some good food and in some bad. I learned a really do not like In-n-Out Burger. Once you've had Cook Out, you really can't go on the West Coast for a fast food burger that tops it in my opinion. You've been spoiled.

My favorite aspect of the trip, aside from the weather, were the hours I had before my flight back to Atlanta. Lili and Omar (her now-husband) took me to Fremont Street, which is dubbed as Old Vegas, and I really loved it because it was classic, it was old school, and it was full of street art. Fremont Street gave me what I needed and more. With our cans of beer in tow, we walked the length of Fremont Street and took in the casinos, random street acts, and the many, many neon lights.

And even though there were things I really wanted to experience: a trip to the mountains, more of The Strip - particularly a badass rollercoaster in the middle of the glitz and glamour dream, and a pool party. I know I'll be back soon to partake in more Vegas touristy activities and bother two its locals by spending entirely too much time on their pull out couch ;)

Have you traveled anywhere yet this year or have any plans to travel?

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