I’m sitting in the Las Vegas airport right now, en route for fabulous Des Moines, Iowa (doesn’t have quite the same ring to it, does it?) and trying to wrap my mind around the weekend that just happened. I’m on my way home from Bloggers in Sin City, and it was amazing. I can’t say I liked it more or less than last year, because both years were equally amazing in their own ways (can I say amazing a few more times? Amazing amazing amazing). If I don’t go again next year, I will cry all of the tears that are available to be cried, because it has become less of a Las Vegas experience and so much more of a reunion with a bunch of friends I only get to see once a year. The goodbyes are definitely the hardest part, but the word “goodbye” has largely been replaced with “are you coming next year? Great, see you then!” because, yeah. It’s a sad time, otherwise.
I’m ready to go home, though. It’s been almost a week, and I miss my boyfriend and my cat and my apartment and my Diet Mountain Dew* and everything being cheap.
*Diet Dew = seriously hard to find in Vegas. There was ONE place in the hotel that had some bottles in their soda case, and it cost me four fucking dollars. I didn’t even care. I had to have a fix.
I don’t even know where to start. I suspect I will do what I did last year and just do a day-by-day recap, so brace yourself for VEGAS WEEK: THE SEQUEL over the next few days. If I’m really on top of things, I’ll get them all written before I even land at home (I do have a million hour layover in Denver, after all) so that all I will need to do when I get home is dump in some photos and voila! A steady stream of Vegalicious posts for you.
And the photos. Omg, the photos. I have some fantastic ones. And I don’t want to spoiler you or anything, except if you follow me on Twitter, I already did, so: I MADE IT TO THE LAS VEGAS SIGN FINALLY.
So, there’s that. Here, have a sneak peek.