Why can I not write a Vegas Recap? This is my third and final attempt.
Vegas was the same. Under construction, able to steal my money and full of really bad haircuts.
But the location was the backdrop. The trip was about seeing my girls for the first time since graduation. It was about dancing on a bench. And drinking unlimited wine for $10. And deciding it was a good idea to spend our last $5 chips. And ordering pancakes, nachos, quesadillas and an egg-white omelet (for the reduced calories) at 4 in the morning.
I hate that I go ten months between sightings of these girls. But I love that it felt like three days. Damn. I love my girlfriends. I love dancing and shouting. I love laughing at nothing. I love the spark.



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