Vegas Babbyyy!

Almost 4 months since my last post! My only excuse is that I have been incredibly busy while at work and incredibly tired/lazy while at home. Some immensely manoranjan filled events came and went and I missed the chance to write about them.

-          India won the world cup. We (the husband and I) actually drove all the way from LA to Phoenix (7 hours) immediately after work on Friday, reached after midnight, stayed up all night watching the match and finally got some sleep only on Saturday afternoon. All that excitement and I did not write a post about it! L

-          I turned 28 and the husband took me on a bi-plane ride. A bi-plane is a tiny little plane with an open cockpit. The one we flew in was built in 1929! The best part is that I had no idea where we were going until we got there J sigh! What a nice post that would have made.

During the past few months, while I did read several books and watched many movies, none really made me want to write. A couple of weeks ago we went to Vegas. It was the first time for both of us. Now if I don’t blog about a Vegas trip in a blog titled Manoranjan and More, I think I should just give up blogging for good. So after giving myself a good shake, I finally stepped out of the lazy inertia I have been stuck in.

Vegas was awesome! The highlight of the trip was winning 400 dollars on a slot machine. Woohoooo! Thankfully my sense of discipline did not let us gamble away the winnings and we returned with a good 300 dollar profit. I’m quite sure that if the husband had his way we would have been down to 100 or less by the time we left. Or maybe we would have won the 5000 dollar jackpot. Well, we will never know J

Vegas is the land of make believe. A Venetian canal, Parisian cafes and the busy streets of New York – all created indoors! Everything is right in your face – Women dancing on poles, huge screens advertising the best adult shows in town and something else that quite surprised me. Let me try to explain this in a non-crude manner. (Hey my mom reads this blog!) At every street corner there were at least 2 or 3 people handing out pictures of near naked women with phone numbers to call. So you just pick the girl you like, call the number and well you get the gist. Now this is not the part I found surprising. I had expected them to hand these out only to men, either alone or in groups. But they were thrusting these in front of men, women, couples, old people, young people and just about anybody passing by! After every few steps the husband and I had these pushed in front of our faces. What were they thinking? That we were an Indian couple looking to broaden our horizons?? For those who feel I’m being sexist and saying that I think they should hand these out only to men, I say by all means give them to women! Just make sure you replace the women with scantily clad, muscular men! J

Among other things we saw a show called Zumanity (highly recommended for non-prudes), had frozen hot chocolate in a place called Serendipity 3 outside Caesars Palace (was very good but similar to the chocolaty cold coffee with crushed ice that you get in Coffee Day in India) and walked a LOT! Ladies please put away your heels and bring out the flats.

Beyond this, well ‘What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas!’