What happens in Vegas ends up in a blog post

vegashollywoodLast summer, I went to Vegas.  With family.  When I tell this to most people, they are initially intrigued by the fact that I went to Vegas.  And then soon disinterested when they find out I went with family.  Almost as though they feel sorry for me.  As if it’s so disappointing and such a waste of a trip.  For most people, a trip to Vegas with your family isn’t as fun or glamorous as a normal Vegas trip would be.  But for me, it was.

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My grandma turned 80 years old last year.  And she had never been to Vegas before.  So we thought it would be fun to take her there.  She loves gambling, so I was shocked it was her first time there.  Even I had been before, and I hate gambling.  Mostly because I’m so terrible at it.  But my grandma is more of a risk taker and has more luck than I do, so Vegas was perfect for her.  I’m more interested in the shopping and the shows.  And the food.  And the drinking.  You know, there’s always something for everyone.

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Apparently my grandma is afraid of flying in an airplane.  This fear manifested a few years ago, when some idiot made some remarks about how flying was unsafe an whatnot.  I think that was the last time she was in a plane because whatever the guy said on that flight must have freaked her out.  So my aunt and uncle had to drive down to Vegas with her.  I can’t even imagine that long and painful drive.  I’m just so glad I went by plane.

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So what’s there to do in Vegas with your family?  So many things!  Despite what many might think, Vegas isn’t just all about the pool parties and the night clubs.  I mean I wouldn’t bring kids there.  Although some people do.  Which is ridiculous.  Walking down the strip at like 11pm, you see families with kids.  And wonder why are you out, shouldn’t you be in bed?  Why are you here?  But anyway.  When you’re with family members who are old enough to appreciate it, Vegas is awesome.

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The shows are amazing.  I really wish we had more shows here in Vancouver because I miss it.  I went to a total of seven shows while I was there and they were all spectacular.  I saw Terry Fator, Mac King, Nathan Burton Comedy Magic, Frank Marino’s Divas, Tournament of Kings, The Beatles Love by Cirque du Soleil, and Thunder From Down Under.  Did I mention that I saw Thunder From Down Under with my grandma?  They’re Australian strippers.  Yeah, that happened.

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I also went to two buffets.  And I went crazy both times.  You know I love food.  And I tend to have no self control when that food is essentially limitless.  So you can imagine what my plates looked like.  I definitely ate too much, but I have no regrets about that.  I also loved being able to drink in public during the day.  I’m pretty sure if I lived in Vegas, I would be a morbidly obese alcoholic with a lot of debt.

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I also hung out by the pool and did a lot of walking along the strip.  And shopping.  I did my fare share of shopping at Ross and at the outlet mall.  I did gamble a little as well.  But as I said, it’s really not my thing.  I lost a bit and then gave up.  I just don’t have my grandma’s luck or perseverance.

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Stay tuned for future blog posts about the shows, food, drinks, and fun I had in Vegas…

My grandma’s attempt at being a wingwoman

I was at a trivia night fundraiser a couple weeks ago and my cousin noticed that we were next to a table that was filled with young guys.  I turned to her and said “It’s a good thing grandma’s not here, or she’d be trying to set you up with one of them right now.”  My grandma does stuff like that sometimes.  Like she’ll tell waiters about how she has granddaughters.  I’m not around as much, so it’s mostly my cousin who has to deal with it.

The other night, I was having dinner at Taki’s on Davie street for my cousin’s birthday.  My grandma was there and at one point she pointed over to another table and said to me and my cousin, “Look, there’s two hunks over there for you.”  We looked over.  And then my uncle turned to her and said, “Yeah, they’re gay…”.  And my grandma questioned as to how we knew that and how was she supposed to know?  And then we pointed out that they were having dinner together on a Saturday night by candlelight on Davie street.  They held hands as they left together.  They were hot and they made a really cute couple.  My grandma then asked that if she had dinner with one of her girlfriends, would they be considered lesbians?  We told her no.

The following week, my grandma and my uncle were having dinner and she pointed out a guy who she thought would be “a nice young man” for my cousin.  Apparently he too, was gay.  My friend pointed out that at least she has good taste, since gay guys are usually the best looking and the best dressed.  I love my grandma.  She’s not the greatest wingwoman, but she really tries.

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I don’t have a good picture of us from my cousin’s birthday, so here’s a picture of me with my grandma & my cousin at the Tournament of Kings show at The Excalibur in Vegas.