It was an amazing trip, the four of us didn't spend much time together, but Kem says they had an amazing time and I know that Michael and I did. Michael is my BFF, he travels well with me, that's not an easy task but just like Cheryl, he let's me rest when I need to, eat when I want to and gets me out of jams when I become lost(happens often). On the other hand, I let him smoke when he wants to, (he is so respectful, never does it around me), I am teaching him to be more tolerant of delays, and we know when to give each other space.
We never argue over a bill, we just split it down the middle, nobody fumbles for their wallet...it's just let's get this done and move on to the next thing. He is up for most of the extreme risk I like to take...and encourages me, calms me and supports me.
In Vegas we saw the lost souls of FreakMore Street, the drunks, the homeless, the rich, the poor, the average American, the mentality ill, the pushy salespeople, the kind, the clean, the hustlers and the citizens of Vegas. Vegas the Show is an awesome way to spend a couple of hours for solid quality entertainment, but I will never understand why dancers wear butt floss. We met Abudel from Africa a wonderfully funny taxi driver who scared my three companions with the speed of his driving. We were entertained by a 90 plus year old accordian player from Italy, we ate terrible overpriced food and drank water downed so so drinks..we walked until the bottom of our feet felt like fire. We rode in taxi's, buses, limos, rails and amtracs. We experienced the best and the worst of Vegas in a few short days, yet we came away changed by the entire experience.
I can't speak for the others, but myself the experience changed me in many ways. None so profound that you might notice, but some inside that I feel them deeply, some of the things I thought I was sure of are not for certain anymore. This is the first time I have ever been to Vegas without D and it was okay to go without him and it was okay to have a good time. It was different, but it was a good different. It's that new normal again.
Vegas is not all it's cracked up to be, but I didn't go to gamble so it was fun. There is so much more there than meets the eye. I have become somewhat jaded as I have gotten older. Used to think if I ever got married again it's where I would go, not anymore ( it is perfect for those that do just like my sister, it fit her and she was so happy there - just not me at this point.)
Having coffee with an old friend, remembering the days when our sons played together at the tender age of 5 and how life and changed so much for us as Mothers now. Sharing new memories of our grandchildren now keeps the circle unbroken.
Don't know if I will ever go back to Vegas again, but what I do know is this----the lost souls will still be there just like they are in any city you travel in, you will have positives and negatives in every experience but if you never leave home, you will never know what you might have missed.........
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