When I first went to Las Vegas I remember two strong feelings. I couldn't believe how magical it was, sitting at a neon ridden McDonalds across from the Stratosphere and how somehow it felt like I was home. Now 15 years later those two feelings have never changed.
With everything that happened with my mom I obviously didn't feel like spending Christmas in the Southwest. Thanksgiving was just completely miserable, but it was my in laws holiday. Since we split holidays that Christmas was mine and I went home. It was so much fun (even though I had the flu). Yeah we did tourist things like see the gardens at Bellagio and even for my first time ever visit the Las Vegas Sign because seeing my kids discover Las Vegas makes it magical all over again. To Chris' disdain we still always see the Coca-Cola/M&M stores etc. The kids never tire or them. After all we live in a town with more cows than people.
The best part was also just being a local. My sister Eliza made up her house, planned a beautiful Christmas dinner, and just made us feel so comfortable. She would have spent the holiday alone working so I was so happy we could all be together. She has always been my BFF. Than of course there was my other BFF's Jaime and Kattie and my adopted mom Bobbie. No matter how many years it has been since we moved this is still home in my heart and the distance between friends has never changed our relationships.
Oh and I got to torture Chris with Harmon by talking about this Damn Trip! And Damn Tour! And don't forget the Damn Movie!