I went. I saw. I survived. And am attempting to recover.
There was soccer. Lots of soccer. So much soccer I am still limping around.
There was sight-seeing. And OH MY are there sights to see!
There was a lot of eating and drinking. Enough eating and drinking to completely cancel out the health benefits of playing all that soccer. Enough drinking that I don’t really have pictures of any of the eating and drinking. Which is probably a good thing.
I am no longer a Vegas Virgin. And that’s all I’m going to say about that.
Now off to Maui!
Here’s the photo evidence:
Giant soccer ball. Probably a golf ball in a former life?
This is Mickey. I call her The Mouth. She calls herself The Fun Factory.
This is Tiff. She's so fast, this picture is blurry.
This is a bad picture of a pro picture of Rachel. She rocks.
This is the team. It's 8am. Nobody is awake.
This is also the team. At dinner with drinks. Awake and happy.
Water/light show in front of the Bellagio. Spectacular.
New York New York. In case you didn't guess.
Also NYNY. Roller coaster in background. No thank you.
Fremont Street, the old strip.
Light Show on the Fremont Street roof. Queen retrospective.
Inside the new Aria hotel. Waaayyy fancy.
Me and the MGM lion. And sunshine, sweet sunshine.
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