After a day of random, impromptu adventures through Downtown Los Angeles, the Roommate and I are sitting at a bar in Venice, talking about life, love and dreaming big dreams. It’s 11:25 pm or so on Monday night and he’s mocking me for something — a common occurrence when he turns and looks at me.
Brandon: What are you doing tomorrow?
Me: Um, just going to do some organizing for a project, the gym…
Brandon: I want to go to Vegas!
Me: (wistfully) Yeah, me too.
Brandon: Let’s go!
Me: Okay!
So, now it’s Tuesday afternoon…and we’re driving to Vegas.
Another adventure awaits…
Ok for starters I am extremely jealous and secondly I am extremely jealous!
No seriously though I love Vegas so much and even though I have a million amazing places a short plane ride away from me now, none of them have the allure of a spontaneous Vegas trip!