Approximately five years ago, T & I met my brother Erik and sister-in-law Nerissa in Vegas for Thanksgiving weekend. One of the reasons I picked the Rock & Roll Half Marathon was because we’d wanted to do another Vegas weekend. (It works out pretty perfectly since Erik & T like to play poker and neither Nerissa nor I particularly enjoy gambling.) We’d managed to book our flights so that we arrived more or less at the same time and shared a cab to our hotel, the very lovely Aria.
It’s a testament to the magic of Las Vegas that we changed our clothes and headed out for some cocktails at 9:30 at night, a time when all of us would ordinarily be in our pajamas on the couch watching TV in our normal lives.
One of my favorite things about Vegas is the spectacle of it all. There was this insanely cool chocolate dragon outside the French bakery in our hotel lobby:
The cocktails were amazing and we had some yummy appetizers with them. Then we headed off to a second bar called Vesper for more cocktails. Nerissa and I tried a cocktails with absinthe in them, which were delicious and STRONG. (Thankfully, we were a short walk back to the hotel.) The vibe at the bar was cool and it was fun to stay up late drinking cocktails and chatting. There was a very cool series of columns with interactive displays on them that would look like a glass elevator or an aquarium or a bookshelf that were mesmerizing.
As we were walking back to our hotel, I couldn’t resist surreptitiously snapping a picture of the ubiquitous group of skanky girls weaving around in their high heels and strangely matching dresses: