The first time Nate and I flew to Las Vegas, I was packed and ready to go… weeks in advance.
Obviously, I wanted to make sure that Nate and I both had appropriate attire, since everyone knows that American Eagle T-shirts and cowboy boots don’t belong in Vegas the way they do in New England. Of course, I learned very quickly that people in Vegas wear whatever they feel like wearing. And so after seeing women decked out in long fur coats, men wearing obnoxious plaid suits, a few pirates, and a half-naked Catwoman, I realized that T-shirts and boots wouldn’t have stuck out the way I had thought they would.
And so here I am on the eve of yet another trip to Nevada (for another award-ceremony that Nate has been invited to), and — well — I’ve only begun to pack. Which is why this blog post is more or less just a blog blurb. 😉 Because my flight leaves in the morning, whether or not I remembered to pack my toothbrush, cocktail dress, and camera.
Well, here’s to a few days of adventure and seeing new places. I’m sure that we’ll be flying over a few of you on my cross-country flight to Nevada, so Nate and I will be waving “hello”!! 🙂