I'm leaving this afternoon for a weekend trip to Las Vegas with five of my girlfriends. My roommate is right now blaring the Rat Pack from her bedroom, our carry-ons are packed, and we're waiting for a giant yellow SUV to come pick us up for the airport.
Now, I'll be honest, Vegas was never on my top-ten-places-to-see-before-you-die list, but with every bit of research I've done, I've been coming around. I feel like I could easily give over to the glitz, the excess, the BIGness of it all. At least until Monday, when I have to fly back to reality.
Six girls, one weekend, one CSI Experience (oh yes, we'll be solving some crimes while we're there). I. Can't. Wait.
See you Tuesday!