Girls just want to have fun..... until somebody gets hurt.

When I finally made it to Vegas it was 7 0'clock. We met at the Ihop on the strip and decide to stay at the Mirage, we deserved it. Got there and decide two nights would do even better. Dehydrated and starving we decided to get gussied up and go make a night of it, went straight to this bar and never ate dinner. Needless to say, I now have a loose tooth, a small shiner/scrape on my left eye, endless amounts of bruises and Amber was bleeding by the time we made it to the nice sidewalk that we laid on. Always ladylike and nothing exciting happens. Well it was just plain pitiful. But don't judge us, girls just want to have fun. However this morning we were warriors to get out of bed to brush our teeth (which is when I discovered all my wounds). After hours went by of rolling around wishing for a shot of morphine or a bomb to put us out of our misery we went to lay by the pool and everything was perfect again. We laid by the pool and moaned instead and had bloody marys. Life really sucks. LOL Las Vegas is fun, but I am laid up in bed right now, because I am too old to be sport drinking like that and not feel pain for dayS. Really ready for the wilderness again. On the road to Yosemite tomorrow, 410 miles. Peace and Love.