Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Waking Up in Vegas

We're back from our whirlwind trip to Las Vegas, and now I'm packing for tomorrow's trip to Portland.  This time Stephen is staying behind while my mom and I take off for adventure.

After a long day of travel, we arrived at The Orleans Hotel & Casino.  We asked for a room with a view of the Strip, and it was well worth it.  The Orleans is off the Strip, but it has a shuttle that runs every 30 minutes from 9:00 am until 12:30 am.  The room was clean and cheap, and it was a good base of operations for the weekend.
This was my traveling outfit.
This is the view when we first arrived.  
We fell asleep embarrassingly early that first night.  We had a couple of drinks at the Coasta Cantina Mexican restaurant in the resort and then dozed off.  It was hard to have our minds set to Eastern time when our bodies were in Pacific time.
This was the advantage to being set on Eastern time.  Dawn in Las Vegas.
On Sunday I wore the same animal print skirt I wore for traveling and added three more animal prints to make four of a kind.  I had an animal print belt too, but five of a kind felt like cheating.


We walked up and down the Strip Sunday morning.  In all we walked over 8 miles before we had to head back to the hotel to get ready for the Trans Siberian Orchestra.   One of the reasons we picked The Orleans was that TSO was playing there.  It was incredibly convenient to be able to walk down to the Orleans Arena for the show.

Sparkly was the name of the game with my concert attire.

Jacket, thrifted; dress, Ross Dress for Less; shoes, Victoria's Secret; purse, Ross Dress for Less; necklace, purchased in India.

After the concert we changed back out of our glitzy clothes and walked across the street to McMullan's Irish Pub.  We enjoyed a couple pints, fish and chips that even Stephen liked, and perfect corned beef sandwiches before heading back to the hotel.  

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