Road trip. In our retirement, my husband and I like a good road trip. He loves to drive and I don’t mind riding. I have an iPad and my crocheting to keep me busy – I will play games, read, email, crochet, until I get tired (then I take a little nap). SOMETIMES we will chat, but not often. Periodically, we’ll ask each other the age old question, “What are you thinking about?”. For me, the answer is usually the kids or something I recently saw on the side of the road. For him, it is a calculation of miles vs speed and estimated time of arrival – or traffic. We are very comfortable together and while we are not fireballs of activity when we travel, we do have our own kind of fun and enjoy each others’ company.
Of course, one of the best parts of a road trip is returning home where the coffee is dark, the scrambled eggs are soft and traffic is non-existent.
We’ve just returned from our anniversary road trip – to Vegas of all places. When we arrived, it was 109 degrees! Lord, that is hot! Of course, every casino, hotel and store has air conditioning and you can go up to the pool any time you like. We discovered it is best to go at 9 am when it is only 90 degrees! Also, the pool opens at 9 and there is only a handful of people there – you can have any chair you like and you don’t have to fight for a corner of shade!
Normally, I love the heat and, as usual, I had to wear a sweatshirt and warm yoga pants in our hotel room — too cold for moi in the breezy and somewhat arctic air conditioning! I know this about myself so I did bring jackets to take to restaurants – turns out, I never really needed them. When it is THAT hot, the cool is a welcome reprieve even for someone who normally can’t tolerate the cold.
Vegas in July also brings LOTS of people on vacation! We weren’t the only ones who thought we could endure the heat. Every race and nation was represented in our little adventure. So many people, vehicles, noises, flashing lights — talk about sensory overload! People trying to navigate the buses, the pedestrian crossings, the casinos, the menus. If you are an observer (a.k.a. people watcher), you will get your fill in Vegas.
Here are my observations:
- Vegas is the place to wear your best slut costume (if you are female) and your cargo shorts with full pockets (if you are male).
- Everyone is in their own little world on the streets but at the craps tables – they are all best of friends!
- Hardcore gamblers sit at a machine and fill their ashtrays…a lot of gamblers are also smokers.
- Rarely do you ever feel judged in Vegas.
- There are buffet meals everywhere!
- To be a barmaid, you must wear a push-up bra and a scoop neck shirt to show cleavage.
- You must be prepared to say NO multiple times to multiple sales people – if they offer you something for free — just say “no thanks”. Free means either you sit through a 2 hour presentation for a timeshare or you are cornered into buying some very expensive face cream! They are on every corner; in every nook and cranny!
- So much money exchanges hands in Vegas. I was just amazed.
There were other observations but I realized as I wrote them that I was being a bit JUDGY – so I kept them to myself. All in all, we enjoyed our trip. It is always fun to get away together. We talked about how we met and how much we still love each other. That was the highlight of the trip and made everything worthwhile. Here’s to another 31 years!