[Sept 27] Vegas Vacation--Day Two
Here we are. The only picture of the three of us taken in as many days. Day two started off late due to the extremely late bedtime the night before. We headed off to do some SERIOUS shopping. We went to this mall Kara recommended to us and it just happened to be outdoors. For future reference: Shopping in an outdoor mall in Vegas will make you have lots of back sweat. And right armpit sweat if you are me. Yeah only righty sweats. We did get to spend hours in a large H&M store trying on endless amounts of outfits and even ended up purchasing some of them. I got a SUPER CUTE mustard colored corduroy jacket(that shall now be referred to as "Mustard Guy") for $35 bucks. As we were walking past another store I saw a mustard guy in the window for $65 bucks. I was happy. After the all day shopping event we went home and ate and prepared for another night on the strip. 
Heidi wanted to do the Big Shot on top of the Stratosphere so we drove all the way to the far end of the strip to make it happen. We went to buy tickets and they had a deal which of course we could not pass up: $25 bucks for the elevator up to the top and your choice of TWO rides. We chose the big shot and another ride called the Xscream. They had no pictures of the rides, just a small hand drawn diagram of what the ride looked like. The XScream was displayed as a teeter-totter type mild ride. I thought Okay lets do it. Little did I know that at this point Heidi was in deed trying to kill me. Here's what the XScream really looked like:
Umm please keep in mind that we were 866 FEET ABOVE the strip with nothing below us. 
When we were standing in line I got this really sick feeling that the ride was going to just break and go sliding off the end of the track. As we got closer I got sweatier and more nervous. Then I had to take my glasses off and load in the seat. Don't worry, we were in the 2nd row. How lucky. When the ride began teetering and tottering, I began screaming and bawling. No really, like the super ugly cry, I'm going to die right now bawling and wailing and shrieking and tears shooting out of my eyes and making their way 866 feet down to the street. At one point during the death trap I looked over at heidi and she was frozen with fear. Completly terrified. Finally the ride from hell ended and the man sitting in front of me had to help me get out of my seat because I was shaking so bad and felt light headed. Then when we walked in to view our pictures all of the employees were talking about how scared I was. Humiliation at its finest. And yes, I paid $25 for it. I have been skydiving and swam with sharks in a homemade cage made of PVC pipe and chicken wire. This was WAY more scary. 
Here is a picture of the strip from up on the Stratosphere. Sorry it's blurry, it took about 30 minutes for me to stop shaking. Next we made our way to the Bellagio to fill another one of Heidi's demands: Seeing the "ballers" betting hundreds of thousands of dollars on one hand of poker behind velvet ropes. When we got to the Belaggio we went through the gardens and ran into one of our old neighbors from Hawaii, Jamie Morgan and her new husband. Crazy! What are the odds? It was fun to see her and catch up after all these years.
After saying goodbye to Jamie, we went in search of the big players. For about an hour. Players that were supposed to be behind red velvet ropes betting large sums of money that we never found. It was at this point I realized that what heidi saw last time was most likely a poker tournament. I was SO tired from all the crying and almost dying and the walking and the searching that I made Heidi buy us gelato to make up for it all. Boy was it good. Thanks Heid. We made it home and once again, went to bed no sooner than 3am.
Here we are. The only picture of the three of us taken in as many days. Day two started off late due to the extremely late bedtime the night before. We headed off to do some SERIOUS shopping. We went to this mall Kara recommended to us and it just happened to be outdoors. For future reference: Shopping in an outdoor mall in Vegas will make you have lots of back sweat. And right armpit sweat if you are me. Yeah only righty sweats. We did get to spend hours in a large H&M store trying on endless amounts of outfits and even ended up purchasing some of them. I got a SUPER CUTE mustard colored corduroy jacket(that shall now be referred to as "Mustard Guy") for $35 bucks. As we were walking past another store I saw a mustard guy in the window for $65 bucks. I was happy. After the all day shopping event we went home and ate and prepared for another night on the strip. 
Heidi wanted to do the Big Shot on top of the Stratosphere so we drove all the way to the far end of the strip to make it happen. We went to buy tickets and they had a deal which of course we could not pass up: $25 bucks for the elevator up to the top and your choice of TWO rides. We chose the big shot and another ride called the Xscream. They had no pictures of the rides, just a small hand drawn diagram of what the ride looked like. The XScream was displayed as a teeter-totter type mild ride. I thought Okay lets do it. Little did I know that at this point Heidi was in deed trying to kill me. Here's what the XScream really looked like:
Umm please keep in mind that we were 866 FEET ABOVE the strip with nothing below us. 
When we were standing in line I got this really sick feeling that the ride was going to just break and go sliding off the end of the track. As we got closer I got sweatier and more nervous. Then I had to take my glasses off and load in the seat. Don't worry, we were in the 2nd row. How lucky. When the ride began teetering and tottering, I began screaming and bawling. No really, like the super ugly cry, I'm going to die right now bawling and wailing and shrieking and tears shooting out of my eyes and making their way 866 feet down to the street. At one point during the death trap I looked over at heidi and she was frozen with fear. Completly terrified. Finally the ride from hell ended and the man sitting in front of me had to help me get out of my seat because I was shaking so bad and felt light headed. Then when we walked in to view our pictures all of the employees were talking about how scared I was. Humiliation at its finest. And yes, I paid $25 for it. I have been skydiving and swam with sharks in a homemade cage made of PVC pipe and chicken wire. This was WAY more scary. 
Here is a picture of the strip from up on the Stratosphere. Sorry it's blurry, it took about 30 minutes for me to stop shaking. Next we made our way to the Bellagio to fill another one of Heidi's demands: Seeing the "ballers" betting hundreds of thousands of dollars on one hand of poker behind velvet ropes. When we got to the Belaggio we went through the gardens and ran into one of our old neighbors from Hawaii, Jamie Morgan and her new husband. Crazy! What are the odds? It was fun to see her and catch up after all these years.
After saying goodbye to Jamie, we went in search of the big players. For about an hour. Players that were supposed to be behind red velvet ropes betting large sums of money that we never found. It was at this point I realized that what heidi saw last time was most likely a poker tournament. I was SO tired from all the crying and almost dying and the walking and the searching that I made Heidi buy us gelato to make up for it all. Boy was it good. Thanks Heid. We made it home and once again, went to bed no sooner than 3am.
6 comments:
You are one brave chica. I would have paid the money, gone to the top, seen it and left without even having a second thought of getting on.
Can't wait to see you sportin mustard guy!
you need to do a flasback picture of you guys. Looks like you had fun from the pictures... that's right... I didn't read the details... just looked at the pictures. :)
This post had me laughing so hard I was bawling!! I wish I would have skipped the R.S. broadcast and come with you guys. I would have watched cause you will never catch me dead on one of those rides. Sorry it was so hot at Town Square, but I hope the $35 "Mustard Guy" was worth all that sweat. Welcome to my world of sweating every day of my life!! I can't believe you just "ran into" Jamie Morgan! I haven't heard from her in years and I wish I could have seen her too. Too bad Heidi didn't get her high-roller poker experience in. Kind of glad I missed out on that part. Casinos are too hard for me to be in- just kicked my gambling habit!
How could anything be scarier than that shark cage?! I still can't believe we did that!
i was laughing super hard too, but then i imagined you shaking for 1/2 hour and it was hard to keep laughing. sort of sad actually.
had a nice little chat with brett about you. "that chick's a freakin' riot." direct quote. can't say i disagree! this vegas play by play is fantastic.
diana again.
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