A Las Vegas Diary (Part 1)
Mum and Dad came and took us to the Ronaldsway. Had coffee and watched planes coming and going. Laura is excited to be staying with mum and dad, but my excitement to be going to VEGAS is mounting with every second! Can’t wait to get on that plane!
Flight out was uneventful. Got to Gatwick in good time, a monorail ride and short walk and we were cosied up in our Airport Hotel, Sofitel which I am going to give a SSS rating, for what has to be the most comfortable bed I have ever slept in, and a bath to die for!!! Small emergency when my filling fell out courtesy of chewing gum, so we did an emergency run to boots for a DIY filling kit! Had a lovely night here watching TV and chilling. Early start tomorrow!
The Next Day
Back on the monorail to the departure terminal. Checked in and went through to wait. Luckily the gate was soon called, Gate 13, and we looked on the board where it says it was a 15 minute walk away (well, it wasn’t, – it was about 5) There was a massive queue, but after we had got through the last passport check, there were still hundreds of people behind us! Typically, we were in the part of the plane that was called to be filled last, but no worries – we had our seat, so there was no rush! Sat next to a very, very quiet man who worked on his laptop the majority of the journey – he visibly perked up when we could see the strip from the plane and he pointed out things to me. Plane was brilliant – loads of things to eat, and do, and play. Great stuff! Time flew by! (I won’t be saying this on the return journey though!)
Plane lands, I can’t believe how excited I am!! LV airport (McCarran is very small), but oddly enough security is nothing like as bad as I thought it would be – the lady who took our Visas and fingerprints etc chatted to us and was very nice. Got out into the heat OUCH! In the hundreds! Luckily there were taxis there so we jumped straight into one
“BELLAGIO PLEASE” How wonderful to be able to say that! Taxi driver notes we are British and asks us if we are from “London or Manchester” – still I am guilty of thinking every American is from New York!
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