I hope your weekend was at least half as fun as the weekend I just had. Because it was literally one of the most relaxing//hysterical//exciting//refreshing//FUN IN A MAJOR WAY weekends I have ever had.
What was I doing, you ask?
Well actually, it wasn't just your typical Vegas trip. You know what I'm talking about because we've all done them...the ones that go something along these lines:
And after a while, you realize that you haven't seen the sun in 3 days, your sinuses are killing you from all of the smoke and recycled air, and you really don't even know what day it is?
Yea, no one really loves that.
This trip had the added benefit of some glamping, so that really helps balance some of the Vegas.
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a. A time when one pretends to be camping, but actually is a little diva and stays in a hotel
b. Spending time in the wilderness during the day, but actually going back to a 5 star hotel and showering at the end of the day: climbed in Red Rocks National Park during the day; checked in at the Palms Resort that night
c. The people who are not as hardcore as true mountaineers: ain't no body got time for that.
So in-between the raging twenty-one year olds running around in their underwear, we got a little break to do some of this:
And then we also got to do some climbing. Even though I haven't been climbing outdoor in like 2 years, I felt like I was kicking ass:
Of course, it is still Vegas, so it was a total scene. There are girls everywhere that look like this:
Meanwhile, I'm a little more like this:
And basically everyone at the pool lives in a place that has actual sunshine, so they roll up to the pool and they're all:
Meanwhile the San Franciscans are just like:
And of course, because it's a total shit-show, there's always some good people watching:
But it was honestly some of the most fun I've had in a long time. Something about new friends + drinks + sunshine + vitmin D + pool party + being on vacation....it was just the happiest sparkly moment ever.
That night there was dinner and dancing, and the obligatory Vegas-stuff. There was also arriving at a bar and realizing you have been there before, but you might have been hammered, so it's all very "Matrix-y."
The only thing that could have topped Saturday's nature//climbing//pool party excellence was the Wicked Spoon Buffet at the Cosmo. I mean honestly.
BEST POST EVA!!!!
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