For those of you that know me, you will know that one of my favourite past times is to shop. Therefore it will come as no surprise that one of the first things I did once off-loading my luggage on arrival to my Las Vegas hotel last week, was to make a bee-line for the shops with my friend in tow.
Luckily for me, or perhaps it is unlucky, she is as much of a shopaholic as I am. And is often the little devil on my shoulder whispering "buy it, buy it" in my ear as I um and ah over a purchase that I don't need, but purely want. And before you know it I have come up with a million reasons why I should make the purchase and I'm already handing out my credit card to the eagerly waiting sales clerk.
With shopping being the first activity to aim for, you would think that gambling would come in second. But instead we were drawn to the glitzy night life, abundant shows and the beauties of the nearby sites; Grand Canyon & the Hoover Dam, to pay too much attention to the thrills of gambling money on the off chance of making a buck or two.
On our last day we finally got around to gambling what little money we had left for this trip. I made a bit of money, which was quickly assigned to what new purchases I could make. Clearly the thrill of making a bet is nowhere near the thrill of making a purchase for my closet.
A line once said by Carrie in Sex and the City is "I like my money where I can see it; hanging in my closet!" A mantra my friend and I clearly believe in. Amen.
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