Episode 4: The Souvenirs

Ah... I must say... I did get some pretty good souvenirs from the middle of nowhere as I was traveling in the car to Las Vegas. {Yes, this is the last episode. Aren't you glad there aren't any more?} :]

I took some pictures, mostly of mountains, just so Ralph can see what it was like. I didn't want him to miss out on anything. :]

These pictures are all taken by ME! Meaning I get CREDIT for all of them {at least the ones on this post}. :D

Dude these things take up SOOOOOOOOOOOO much space! For some reason I'm not able to move them around very well... Dang the stupid high resolution!

Aren't they pretty though?

Well, can't put up too much, I won't have space for other pictures! :[

It's Chirstmas Eve. Go spend some time with family. Ralph and I will be okay. :]

Episode 3: The Absurdity, Continued

It's SUNDAY! And I've spent the day in LAS VEGAS. WITHOUT Ralph. Isn't that a wonderful choice? Hm.. {Unless you haven't noticed, yes I AM being sarcastic.} Today was basically the same.. Really cold too. I wanted to go to pool, because it looked SOO BIG, but it was, like I said, too cold. So instead my parents let me go visit, and see what it's like up close. Turns out, the good part was closed. Only the kiddy pool was open. Hmp.

The pool was really far away, and we kept getting lost... Such big structures.. Sigh.

We checked out of hotels immediately after waking up and a light breakfast. Then we deposited our stuff at a friend's room. They were going to stay another day.... Today was our last day in Vegas.

Drove to this stupid lunch place... Again, smoking METROPOLIS! I chocked my self to death. AND I also purposely coughed loudly in front of them. I guess they were too into their cigarett to notice. Hmp.

Lunch was so-so, not exactly good, not exactly bad. I wasn't too full, but I ate as much as I could. Tolerable, I suppose.

We drove around the Strip a little bit, which I enjoyed {since there were smoke-proof windows in the cars and we didn't have to walk OUTSIDE}. :] Like we had planned, we got out, and did walk around a little bit. Some of the people that we were traveling with wanted to purchase tickets for a show, so we went with them. But going to purchase the tickets meant GOING INSIDE THE CASINO. IN THE HOTEL AND RESORTS. WHERE ALL THE SMOKERS ARE LOCATED. This place was obviously worse than the restaurant {it's INDOORS so all the smoke stays in}. We were there for about an hour, I almost fainted. We finally exited and came to the highlight of the day:

THE NEW YORK NEW YORK ROLLERCOASTER!

I don't remember the name of the actual coaster... Express something... :]

The other person who wanted to ride this with me has been looking forward to it all along. I guess she was right. It is REALLY cool.

Took a while to find it though, and yet again we had to go through the stupid casino. WHY AREN'T THERE SMOKING LAWS IN NEVADA?! I DON'T WANT TO STAY IN THE RESTROOM THE WHOLE TIME! ARG.

We finally found it, and the other person and I were the only people riding it.

Can you believe the cost was $14 FOR EACH PERSON?! Crazy. That'd better be tax deductible.

The tickets were purchased, and we stood in line. Not many people that day, just a few minutes until the ride.

Usually, I don't get scared for roller coasters. But you should've seen me that day, as I was walking up to that coaster. From outside it looked HUGE! And it really is.

I slowly got on...

Put on my seat belt and all that other stuff...

And the ride started.

The thing is, I always get sore throats when I'm on roller coasters. So what happened kind of sounded like this:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH {choke*} AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH {choke*} AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....

I have to tell you, that was SUPER ULTRA SCARY {and awesome}. My throat was sore from screaming so much..

There was speed. And height. And turns. OH, THE TURNS. O_o

So, we finished, {it was REALLY LONG!} and we kind of got lost for a bit. Neither of us had cell-phones {we gave them to somebody to hold incase they escaped during the ride}, so we wandered around for a bit. I saw these really cool arcade thingies, except there were SO MANY! I asked my dad {when we finally found them} whethere I could play on some of those thingies. He said no. I said YES! Then I got dragged back into the casino, and we left. We walked to the monorail, and rode it back to the other person's hotel room. It was very fun.

Then I realized I had LEFT MY BAG, back in the car. We didn't ride the car to get back to the hotel. We walked. And that car was going to be used to go to the one show {that the persons bought tickets for} and they couldn't be late. So just as they left for the show, I had realized my bad was gone. And in my bag there were the essential contents: My iPod for sleeping on the car, my DS with the Animal Crossing game, my camera with all the pictures I took that I was going to post on my blog when I got home, and other important stuff. But it was gone. ALL GONE. So the adults tried to calm me down, and tell me that I'd get it back tomorrow. I was thinking: Hmp. O_o

Anyway, just like that, we left. We left without my precious bag, and I passed time on the car without any of my electronic devices. :[ IT WAS HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE! We had a late dinner, at Denny's or something, don't really remember because I was slightly unconsious... Then we got home, and here I am, complaining about this whole trip. What a waste of time. {Sigh..*}

Episode 2: The Horribleness of it All

As I was unwillingly dragged onto the most horriblest trip anyone in the whole world can possibly imagine, {sigh*} I'm tired of all these hyperboles, going to stop now. {deep breath*} The car trip was horrible, TONS of motion sickness ALL THE WAY THERE, FOR LIKE, ALL THOSE STINKIN' HOURS WHEN I COULD'VE DONE SOMETHING ELSE. I MEAN, I COULD soooo HAVE SOMETHING BETTER ELSE TO DO. DON'T YOU AGREE? We had fastfood for lunch, but it wasn't really fast because there was like a HUGE crowd there and the waiting went on, and on, and on... It took us around 30 minutes to order, pick-up our order, and find some seats {yes, the seats were even jam-packed}. La, la, la, the usual, boring trip, started playing AC but got too dizzy when Tom Nook started rambling about shopping, I was seeing double of those oranges, and had no energy in my thumb to go pick them up. Half the time, I was falling asleep. Half the time, I looked out the window. .. 0000001% of the time I glanced at my pitiful self from an imaginable point of view high, high above the clouds...and started brainstorming of what I could be doing at that time, such as blogging about how horrible this whole event is/was. So, I kinda bugged the people in the back to go look for the camera at the very very very bottom of the trunk inside the whatever bag it was. Then, FINALLY! My savior has come for me. And I took some picutres of very pointless things. They looked like they came from the middle of nowhere {and they certainly did}. Well, after I almost used up all the battery in the camera, we stopped at the outlets for TEN MINUTES! Apparently, SOME people from the little party of ours had to go to a stupid show so they had to catch the time and WE HAD TO LEAVE. My parents were all, "Oh, we'll come back tomorrow." Guess what we did tomorrow? After arriving in LV we went to our hotel. There was SO MUCH TRAFFIC I swear somebody could have died waiting in those lines... Then we arrived at the hotel, the decorations were so bad and looked all yellow and pale. I never knew Mandalay Bay was like that. Lots of people at the front registration/room checkout/lobby place thingy, so we had to wait some more {again}. I chatted with some people, then finally we got to our room, and dropped off all our stuff. Off to dinner we went, then waited SOME MORE for all members of party to arrive at meeting place. I wandered off, anticipating another half hour to kill...and started to look around. There were some magazines; I critically examined the advertisments. Thank god there wasn't too much of those retarded Rated PG-13 ads. {those annoy the heck out of me} Suddenly I see these huge fans at the ceiling, and they're like waving towards the entrance. Except it's kinda got holes in it, so it takes away the point of a fan... Really pretty though, clam shaped, it's a theme at Mandalay. Beach-like or something. I don't think most people noticed it though, since it was kind of pointless in the first place... I then got tired of raising my head and looking like a doof {although I usually prefer it but at that very moment the neckache kind of made me change my mind}, and decided to study the wall, which was some kind of destroyed-marble thingy. Who knows, I have bad memory of the interior decorating details of a hotel that I was incidentally dragged to against my will. So, after lots of tiresome observing, we proceeded to dinner, which was not very interesting as there was no interior decorating in an effort to please the customers or something. {only big and fancy restaurants do that, but sometimes the lighting is so dim you can't exactly tell what they're trying to decorate} THEN, IT HAPPENED. WE WERE IN THE CAR, AND...we stopped. Outside of. A. cAsInO. My first though: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. I swear you could hear my nose's bloodcurling scream as i reluctantly got out of the stupid automobile. Ugh, it was horrible, absolutely HORRIBLE! So, basically, the whole time we were in that stupid building that shouldn't have been built in the first place, I struggled with my sleeve. Super-ultra-sensitivity to smoke is NOT a good thing when visiting such places as Vegas. I really did not know why we were in the casino in the first place, just usual tourism or something. The whole time my nose was suffering in hell {as were my lungs} and nobody noticed/cared. It really really really sucks when you're walking really fast to the exit 'cause you really want to get out of that place, but incidentally you just happen to walk into a cloud of smoke that was extruded from someone's mouth that you just walked by who was standing really close to you. Then I personally start into this coughing fit and give my evil glare to whatever idiot that was killing themselves, and me as well with the second-hand smoke. Yes, THAT'S RIGHT, I JUST DISSED SMOKERS. SERIOUSLY, I RESENT THE FACT THAT YOU DON'T HAVE THE COURAGE TO QUIT. Bad, bad, BAD EXAMPLE TO SET, ESPECIALLY IF YOU SMOKE IN FRONT OF YOUR KIDS! So, anyways, continuing, I think I could've killed myself by the time I arrived back to the car. Needed nose replacements. The driver at the time miraculously managed to chauffeur us back to the hotel, without my nose bleeding to death. Then it was watch adults chat and walk around, go back to hotel room, and end of night. The bedsheets were REALLY REALLY itchy, I totally hated them. They were warm though, but I still hate the bed/bedding. Really uncomfortable, I recommend you not go there. The spring mattress...I didn't sleep very well on it, and woke up all sore in the morning. The interior decorating was more detailed than some of the hotels I've stayed at... Not so ugly either. Their highlight was: the door to neighboring room, and the bathroom. They were like so pretty, even had a big bath tub {for bubble baths ^^}. There were these doors, and they were lockable. If the doors in the neighboring room were open, there would be access to your neighboring room {but only one of them}. Unfortunately, the rooms that our party had gotten weren't next to each other, but surely someone would find those doors to good use. {sigh..*} Long day, long day, wasn't it? And without Ralph too. :(

Episode 1: The Argument

So, apparently my parents were convinced by their friends and so on, that they should totally join them, on this "really cool" trip for Christmas weekend. Guess where? Well, let's hope this will help. Here's the conversation I had with my mom, debating about the trip. {It's not word for word, I didn't record it or anything.}

Mom: So, we were thinking, maybe we could go somewhere for Christmas.

Me: {Already overheard the phone conversation} NO WAY! You can't drag me there no matter how hard you try!

Mom: You know what I'm takling about?

Me: Yes, and I'm NOT going to Las Vegas! {<-----big hint of where the trip is going to be}

Mom: Oh come on, what else are you going to do on Christmas? Sit around all day, take a nap, and clean up the house? {and guess what we end up doing}

Me: {cricket chirps*} Well I certainly don't want to lose my nose to all those stupid smoking people. I don't want lung cancer from those idiots.... Plus, the trip is WAY WAY WAY to long to endure.

Mom: We're still going to go shopping at the outlets.

Me: {brightens up a bit} {un-brightens up} No.

{a few seconds pass}

Me: Only if you get me a face mask.

Mom: What?

{Fin}

Yea...it went something like that. Well anyway, you can tell what I'm trying to illustrate, right? O_o Just thinking about Vegas makes me gag. I DO NOT LIKE TO WAIT VERY LONG TO GET TO A VERY FAR AWAY DESTINATION WHILE GETTING MOTION SICKNESS! Very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable indeed. Plus, I won't get to see Ralph for several days...