So funny story – remember last week when I said I was going to somewhere on the East Coast? Yeah, that was supposed to be New York City but it DIDN’T. HAPPEN. I’m so bummed because I was set to go with my friend until literally 12 hours before our flight. We’ll go for it another weekend, but I obviously still wanted to go somewhere. I knew some of the other interns were going to Vegas, so… why not? I asked if I could join and before I knew it, I was shoving a swimsuit into my carry-on tote.
I got off work on Friday a little earlier than usual to catch the 4pm flight (thank goodness for TSA pre-check!!), and I met up with Jordan, one of the few female interns, and a new intern I had never met before, Hudson. It was the craziest thing to be traveling with interns I barely knew, but I was willing to give it a go. We flew for about two and a half hours, and when we landed, it was 113 degrees. 113!! I thought I was going to die (Seattlelite amirite), but it was all dry heat, which makes it pretty bearable, actually.
We stopped by our hotel at the Platinum Hotel (it’s definitely not one of the main hotels, but it was cheap and close enough to The Strip), and then headed straight to The Strip. For dinner, we went to In-N-Out (obviously)! Our first drink of the night was the 18-inch tall daiquiris to keep us cool throughout the night. After that, we hopped in and out of casinos just to see everything. Even after 36 hours in Vegas, I still can’t wrap my head around the idea of Vegas. It’s so outrageous and carefree. You can literally be whoever you want to be in Vegas and no one will look/think twice.
I tried gambling at a slot machine and promptly lost the $5 I put in; I quit pretty quick after that but Jordan got so lucky! Walking around at night was probably one of my favorite things. The water show at Bellagio was stunning and even though the Venetian and Paris were really glamorized versions of the real deal, it was still pretty amazing to walk around in.
On Saturday, we got up bright and early and tried to make it to Egg Slut, but pretty much any food place in Vegas requires a reservation, so we ended up, sadly, at Starbucks instead. It did the job – after, we went back to our hotel to lounge by the pool for a few hours. Calvin Harris was playing at a pool party that day at a different hotel, but we couldn’t bring ourselves to splurge 😂
After the pool, we headed back out to The Strip and did some more exploring of casinos we didn’t see yesterday. We ended up back at Caesar’s Palace, where we were smart enough to make dinner reservations at Trevi Italian. I ordered the Gnocchi and was pleasantly surprised. Then we walked to the older part of Vegas where MGM and New York New York are, strolling through the M&M and Coca-Cola buildings.
We wanted to take it easy since we had to be up super early the next day, so we actually headed back to the pool at our hotel to cool off again after sweating our way through The Strip 😂 I fell asleep briefly, and at one point, we were the only ones left at the pool. At around 10pm, the three of us looked at each other and said, “what are we doing at our hotel on a Saturday night in Vegas?!” So we promptly changed back into our clothes and headed back out, this time just to Planet Hollywood. I have to say that PH is definitely the place (in my opinion) with the most 20-somethings, and less creepy old guys.
It ended up being a great night that ended in yet another trip to In-N-Out. It was poppin’ at 11:30pm, so we weren’t the only ones craving Animal Fries. The three of us crashed pretty quick when we got home, and woke up at 4am to catch our flight.
There’s a lot of things I didn’t get to do in Vegas this time around; it was really my first time around (apparently I went when I was four years old but I have no recollection of it) so I took it easy, and I think it definitely depends on who you’re with. Vegas is impossible to do in 24 hours, so who knows – I might return a few weeks!!
Thanks for reading,