I am so proud of myself. Let me tell you why.
Needless to say Chris wasn't too thrilled. Besides, he will be in Mexico, he exclaimed. But this is Vegas. Thousands of people out here pop $100 in less than 10 minutes.
Me wrestling with an 8-foot python on the strip 'cause a helicopter ride with free champagne was waaay too radical.
A guy named John has the best deals under his sleeves. Look for him below the giant M&Ms. He certainly looks like one, too.
The catch was (hell yeah, there's a catch) I have to sit through a time-share presentation that includes:
1) free lunch
2) pick up and return
3) an hour and a half of one on one with a guy who looks like Gennady Zyuganov but with bigger eyes and long, graying eyebrows, who will scowl and try to convince you that you can save money by giving them your money ("and for two weeks a year, you can have the grand vacation of your life in any of our pre-selected destinations...").
John got me at "free lunch". Already practicing my "stare, smile, and nod a lot" routine, I say, "Let's go, I'm ready for some 'time-sharing'".
Two grueling hours later...
I got sidetracked inside the Bellagio's Conservatory and Botanical Garden watching two butterflies get their groove on. I'm sure that wasn't the proboscis I saw sticking out.
Another two hours later, it was dusk. I was hyper, chatty, and already admiring the leather handbag of the lady across from me as we waited for our pilot.
I made friends: Next to me are the dapper couple Brian and Laura. Her handbag sports a hardcore tattoo design!
Finally, the moment I've been waiting for...
I'll drink to that.
You only need to do it once and it's FREE!