We just got notice that DH's employer is sending him to a conference in Vegas in the fall. And I think I will go with him. His conference runs Sunday night through Wednesday, so we could fly in together the Friday before, spend the weekend together, and I can fly back home on Monday morning.
We've been to Vegas once before, and I didn't really care for it. It just seemed so fake. And the cigarette smoke that permeated everything really inflamed my allergies. And I got tired of seeing boobies everywhere. And I'm too cheap to gamble.
So why the heck to I want to go back? Well, we really want to see the Beatles' LOVE show. And a weekend away in a nice hotel sounds pretty good. And a subsidized mini-vacation is always a good thing. (When the kids were little, they only time we got to go anywhere was when DH had a conference. Hence, the last visit to Vegas.) And now I know exactly what to expect going in and think that 2 full days is just enough time.
Yay--it's nice to have a little trip with DH to look forward to.