So, back in April, while I was still blissfully employed and was making wonderful money (I've since been unemployed since June and living a life of a recluse, a la, Grey Gardens), I decided to surprise Sue for Mother's Day and take her to Vegas to see La Britney. I thought it would be fun to go see her since we've been talking about going since she announced her Planet Hollywood residency. So, I booked tickets, flights and a room and off we went.... In August, aka, Hell's 4th circle inner ring.
We flew Spirit Airlines - and though most people complain about Spirit - I paid extra so we could have the front row seats and for us to check baggage - and it was fabulous. The flight attendants love their jobs and are apparently the most high paid in the industry. Who knew?
Anyway, off we went. First stop: Margaritas (by the pitcher) @Border Grill
If any of you watch the Real Housewives - you would know that this is Susan Feniger's restaurant out of the OC. So OBVIOUSLY we had to go there. (Stop rolling your eyes).
We ate some amazing food!
I know you were wondering, and the answer is YES - I did take this with a Selfie Stick. In the restaurant. At the table. Sue was embarrassed but my theory in life when traveling since I was a twee girl has always been - WE ARE NEVER GOING TO SEE THESE PEOPLE AGAIN SO WHO CARES!
THEY HAD A WINE ANGEL who would retrieve your bottle. It was more exciting in theory than in person - and the food was seriously lackluster. Would rather have gone back and had more margaritas, but that's who I am to the core - chips and salsa til I die.
The next day we meandered down to the Venetian to have lunch with Mere Bear. On the way:
We passed by this Eiffel Tower replica. It was exactly like being in Paris - except completely the opposite. The Vegas version includes prostitutes and their pimps handing out their calling cards on the sidewalks at 10am. So romantic - just like the Champs Elysses.
Best meal we had was Thomas Keller's Bouchon - in the Venetian
They served Mumm in their mimosas. Need I say more?
So finally we made it to the concert.
My only regret was not getting a photo of the two gay gentlemen next to me from Slovenia who were DIE HARD Britney fans. One was wearing a fake python around his neck. It made me feel so underdressed.
The trip was lots of fun. We saw Brit Brit, ate some great food, saw a friend who I miss severely and Sue even got a major purchase - a Chanel Boy bag. I was so jealous but then realized that I'll get it when she dies. I made her swear not to leave it to my niece (her granddaughter). She'd better not. I'd be so PISSED! We decided our next jaunt will be to Charleston/Savannah. What are the best things about those places? I need to start researching!