Regardless, it was a night to remember, with the fun carrying on into one of the suites long after the club closed. But the pricing truly is astronomical! In a small group like I usually hit Vegas in, I’m more than happy to negotiate with a promoter for free admission and free drinks, or, in more recent years, as I become less and less passable as a UCLA co-ed, wait in line and pay the standard admission and be offended by the price of drinks like everyone else.īut, I’m a lightweight - ergo, don’t need to go to the bar that often - and actually kind of enjoy elbowing my way to the middle of a crowded dance floor. I can see why people spring for tables - they are great for groups, and save you quite a bit of hassling with the bouncers and fighting to get up to the bar. The real highlight, however, was definitely the bottle girls coming out with HEATHER spelled out in branded club signs and a sparkler-topped bottle of Dom Pérignon - nice and low key, totally. Tears of happiness were shed, tables were danced upon, and a grand time was had by all. Kygo didn’t come on until well after midnight, and so let’s just say that we were well into our minimum alcohol spend requirements of the table by that point. This was the most unplugged trip I’ve taken in forever - I did not take my laptop or dSLR out of my carry-on once, totally unheard of for me, snapped less than ten photos on an actual camera, and barely glanced a my phone. Ergo, any nice photos of this night are courtesy of Heather’s iPhone 11 and the fire lighting in the XS bathroom, and any blurry crappy ones are thanks to my desperately-in-need-of-upgrade iPhone 7. I’d actually meant to bring my little Canon G7X into the club to document the night in style, but I forgot it in the flurry of rushing to get ready in time. I landed, met my new roomie, Heather’s friend Sally, and pretty much threw myself into getting club ready - we were heading straight to a table at Kygo’s show at XS Nightclub! (I haven’t done one with a landing though so, color me tempted.) The Cayman crew arrived the night before I did and spent the first day taking a helicopter tour to the Grand Canyon, complete with a champagne toast inside the canyon! It was a hard one to pass up, but considering I’ve been on multiple helicopter tours around Vegas - yup, I’m spoiled rotten - and this one was pretty pricey, and I was only partially employed at the time, I did. That weekend turned out to be the totally unplugged, hedonistic vacation I didn’t even realize how badly I needed. When my former mentor and forever travel buddy Heather - who I met in the Cayman Islands when I was her photography intern back in 2010! - started planning a blowout weekend in Vegas followed by a trip to Napa to celebrate her fortieth birthday, I knew I had to somehow be involved. My blog readers will known I’ve been to Vegas many a time - I think this was my seventh trip - and normally I really bend over backwards to be a good traveler, show what a surprisingly multi-facetted destination this can be, check out new attractions in and around the city, and cover them thoroughly here on Alex in Wanderland (seriously, check my archives!).īut, yeah - this was not one of those trips. Wishing all of you love and peace in this time of reflection. So, I will continue to post from my past travels to inspire those who wish to daydream about the day it is safe to travel again. However, my blog audience has spoken and they have overwhelmingly requested a break from COV-tent (content about, well, you know…), and a place where they can mentally escape right now. I realize for some this is a difficult time to read about travel. Where we’re at: I’m recapping my travels in 2019, including this trip to Las Vegas and Los Angeles in August.
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