We started running errands immediately and bought one of each travel sized item in the store..never know what you might need in Vegas. We also planned ahead and scheduled to park near Hobby airport for the low fee of $20. This required a printer which we don't have, the library was closed, and the front desk were bitches so we had to go to FedEx..damn. Anyways, after a long day of running around Jenn decided to check into the flights we needed and to her surprise it was not Hobby we were flying out of but a different one on the other side of town. It was a close call and our discount parking is now 40 minutes away.. No worries it all worked out and we got that switched to our upcoming Florida trip.
With our heart rate returning to normal we realized we had to get ready for our very first DOUBLE DATE! Now, many of you may be thinking this is gonna be a disaster but we were wined, dined, and screwdrivered. (Get your minds out of the gutter that is a special drink "frozen screwdrivers"). We said our farewells and headed home to get some rest for our early flight. Sara overslept and forgot her ATM card..great start to the AM, but after that it was smooth sailing...
The airport for us is always a real treat, this day was no different. We came across these bins and spent some time trying to reenact the scenes, while line behind us grew longer and longer. Whaaat we were having fun and were in no rush!
As we waited for the plane to arrive we scoped out some of the fine specimens we would be spending the next three hours in close quarters with. There was a chance we would be bumped to first class but we had to settle for the EXIT row instead... if all fails just save yourself and jump (thats what we heard as they told us the great importance of our row). Some stuartist need to take a class on being nice and friendly... Being that we were in a row of three we had a seat mate.. Sara on the end Jenn in the middle and a male version of Pochahontas snagged the window seat. Luckily neither one of us made comments about this man until a couple days later... we coulda made a scene.
At this point the girls were exhausted from working the night before and now completely stuffed to d=food coma status, so they headed back to take a lil nap. We headed to the strip for some slushesAMF" which basically stands for "You will die tonight". For us though it had the opposite effect and we were lasted all night! While the bartender is putting on drink making show we hear snickers behind us and come to find out people were making bets of our future hours. Intrigued by this interesting trio we became close friends, convinced them to get the same thing we got, and snapped some quick photos.
As we are all talking and sipping our still full drinks we look over at fire chief and realize hers AMF is coming close to E...Our jaws were dropped as we stared and she just replied "What? It's a drink. You drink it". She really is our hero. We parted ways and we know how our night ended but we are not so sure what happened to them. We made one more pit stop for mixers and headed back to wake up the sleeping babies and get ready for the night. However, this was a harder task than we thought and we fell asleep too! We woke up to greet our final guest, Alicia (Hayleys college friend from Alabama). Basically Hayley told Alicia "Now we have had our fair share of crazy times, but these girls we are meeting are even more crazy then us!". We took that as a very nice compliment...let the night begin!
Going around the table we had:
1.An African American from the "neighborhood" who kept flashing gang signs at us and told us a Cleveland Indians hat meant you were in a gang. Sara said she also wore an Indians hat and was from the "West side" gang...instant friends.
2. The culprit who asked us to join the table and made us each blow on his dice. He also bet on our favorite numbers and helped us out when we got confused.
3. Young married man who slid his wife some chips so she would go away and play somewhere else.
4. The fellow Texan.
5. Half-way through the game a creepy Ohion showed up and got the dice pusher "Annette with the mullet" pissed at us for making F#$% Michigan comments. (Her hometown)
6-8 To far away to fully meet but very interesting set of people none the less.
For real something in those slushes made us invincible! As they were heading out we met a couple middle aged men who rode the elevator with us at 6AM when we finally stumbled home..what are the odds it was like being caught sneaking in late at night by your dad.
We giggled our way to bed at 6am and set our alarms for 9am because good seats at the pool are priceless. No one joined us at the pool and lucky for them they missed the wind storm. Being our last night we soaked up the last rays we could and headed out to try and figure out a show to see that evening. Holding our dresses down with one hand we braved the winds, put on our own peep shows here and there, and purchased tix to Le Reve a cirque de soleil. Then we did the unthinkable. We primped and pampered ourselves until we looked like two classy looking broads. We looked so nice we even tricked ourselves!
The show was absolutely breath taking! a real spectacular performance! 5 stars and two thumbs way up from the travel nurses. However, we don't recommend going on 2 hour sleep because as Jenn found out it can be a very expensive nap! HA After the show we were craving some margaritas so we headed to Bill's, but JMoney was not working and was replaced with a less then stellar ginger. The crowd for the evening was also one that lacked something to be desired. Creepy 60+ers with googling eyes at a few nicely dressed ladies. To entertain ourselves we made a game of it and picked two of these men and asked the other who they would choose..again hours of entertainment with so many interesting birds in this world. We called it a night and headed home the next day. :(
As we were riding the final escalator up to the car we were saddened that another trip had come to an end. The conversation went a little like this,
Sara: Man two whole weeks of work
Jenn: 6 whole nights wasted
Sara: This is gonna suck
Jenn: But then we get to go to the Houston Rodeo
Sara: And then we fly out on Saturday morning to Florida
Jenn: Yea and we can check out another Houston Airport!
Basically we are more interested in how quick we can flee Houston...sad but true!
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