Viva Las Vegas! (Part 1 of 2)

I remember the last time I went to Las Vegas (aka Sin City) was when I was 12 years old, I was awed by the colors of Sin City. Fast forward 11 years later, I'm even more impressed at what it has evolved into.

Being the adventurer that I am, I decided to go to Las Vegas, even though it meant going alone. Yes, the sudden sinful urge was ignited maybe because Sin City's sinful magnet pulled me just one state away. So I decided that I would fly there and enjoy a nice weekend breakaway. Its been a long time since I vacationed on my own so I thought this would be great! Or at least I expected it to be...

I consider myself a seasoned traveller, but it has been awhile since I've flown anywhere. I thought I'm already used to the horrible US security checks, but I was definitely not prepared this time. See, because of new threats, passengers can only bring a certain amount of liquids on the airplane. I totally forgot about that! And boy, did I hold up the ONLY security line at the small commuter terminal at San Diego airport. I threw away a new (NEW I tell ya!) bottle of hair wax, a leftover bottle of facewash, toner, a whole tube of sun-lotion and a small bottle of perfume (by Giorgio Armani I TELL YOU!!!).

After passing through security, I felt misserable. Miserable not just because I wasted a tonne of money on those liquids, but also because you could actually hear people cursing me from behind! Gimme a break! OK, I'm a clueless Asian acting very blonde that time... guilty as charged, but I have enough troubles already and nothing you or I can do about it except to say that I was sorry which I did! So just GIVE ME A FREAKIN BREAK AND SHUT THE HELL UP! I sooooooo wanted to smack the guy behind me. Ugh~!!!

On another note, it was the first time I sat on an airplane powered by a propeller. It was quite interesting as this flight was transitting at LAX for a few hours then only to Vegas. My "good" luck gave me a seat with no window! No kidding, of all the window seats on this little plane, mine was the only one without a window! It was very weird I know, that MY seat did not have a hole for a window, but a wall of plastic and it wasn't even an emergency door or anything! Just my luck...

Upon reaching LAX, I felt a little better after realizing that I almost took the wrong transfer bus to the terminal for my next flight. The bus ride was fun though... it ran on the tarmac so you could see planes landing and taking off real close. I was also lucky to see Malaysia Airlines taxi-ing right next to the bus I was on with the 'Visit Malaysia 2007' banner proudly stuck on the fuselage of the plane.

At LAX, everywhere was packed and bustling. However, while waiting to board the plane to my next flight, I was standing behind this guy wearing the nicest pair of jeans I've ever seen! When I did some research on the jeans after my vacation, I found out that it was a pair of Monarchy Jeans. Designer Couture Jeans!!! Hence my addiction for designer jeans was born!

The crowd on the plane to Vegas was a jolly one. People were singing Viva Las Vegas and it just made the whole uneventful fiasco earlier in the day seem nothing as I was GOING TO LAS VEGAS!

After touching down, getting a hotel shuttle was a breeze and I checked into the MGM hotel. Upon entering the lobby area, you knew this place was pretty grand in its old charming way (this hotel has been here for ages and was the biggest hotel in the world once upon a time). Got to my hotel room after a 10 minute walk, yes, from the hotel lobby to my room took 10 minutes to walk! It was that far! But I was contented as the room was really chic~

I jumped into the King sized bed and thought in splendour, I'M IN LAS VEGAS!!!