Things have been quite slow around here lately, mainly because I’ve been drop dead tired all the time.
Since coming back from Vegas I hadn’t had a minute to actually rest between school and jetlag. So I’ve been behaving like a very tired zombie these last few days.
Vegas was a little bit of a surprise. I didn’t think I would enjoy it so much or appreciate it as much as I did. It is definitely not the type of city I would fall in love with at first sight, but it definitely has its charms.
I can only define Vegas like a huge shopping mall with endless shops and nice restaurants with a whole lot of eccentricity in the mix. And of course lots and lots and lots and lots of casinos. We’ve spent around 5 bucks on one of those machines that you have to get some sort of winning combination of cards and fruits… We didn’t know how to play most of the games there so we just enjoyed ourselves some other ways.
Like eating good food.
We visited a local Japanese ramen place with original delicious ramen, just like we were used to back in Japan (that you saw on the last post but I’m just gonna repost for the sake of it), and we indulged on some Gordon Ramsay specialty burgers at Burgr ( GR, get it? ), some nice cocktails, some delicious and huge breakfasts and, the cherry on top of the cake, a nice quiet dinner at Tao, that I will talk about a little more in another post (soon).
We’ve had great fun, to say the least. We were also dead tired so any plans we had for Halloween went completely out of the window since we basically slept through Halloween, and watched a crazy sad documentary about orcas in captivity, Beneath the Surface *edit* The documentary we watched is actually Blackfish. I haven’t been able to look at dolphins since watching The Cove, but this one is not very far behind.
It only goes to show how absolutely grotesque and selfish human beings really are.
But let’s forget about the sad obvious things. After checking out the newest iPad, eating deliciously all the time, having cocktails and spending a large one at Victoria Secret (that was packed with men, who were buying things for the ladies), getting lost in the craziness of the UFC shop (the octagons pendants are just too big for me, shame) and seeing upfront and in person the latest winner of Ink Master who was tattooing right there, we came back to the homeland.
I had to run through two short layovers in Chicago and Madrid and when I got to Lisbon, I heard my name being called all over the damn airport. My immediate thoughts: they’ve lost my suitcase. And there you go.
Our Spanish siblings in Madrid couldn’t make it to the plane in time with the all the luggage so I was left with nothing until the next day only.
It was definitely tiring and crazy, but completely worth it. Would I go back right now? Not really. But I wouldn’t mind going back one day.
Again I’m sorry for such a long absence, but it started writing this post nearly a week ago… I’ve been over my head with work.
Can’t wait for Xmas break…!
Over and out!
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