I’m heading into the home stretch of my summer vacation. I stayed with my folks for a night and over the next couple of days I will enjoy the pools of two f Vegas hotels (Venetian and MGM). All of this traveling tuckers a girl out! I’m so looking forward to just veg-ing next to a pool…
So I take the elevator to the pool level and a big thermometer let’s me know that the 2:00 pm temp in sunny Las Vegas by the Venetian pool is 115. Awesome! Nice and hot, perfect lounging weather…except there’s no place to lounge. There are no umbrellas or shade trees. I don’t mean none are available; I mean they don’t exist.
But I can rent a cabana for $250. Ah. It’s all clear to me now.
I’m thinking I’ll have to wait until tonight then to relax by the pool. My momma didn’t raise a fool, just a pale skinned, burns-not-tans kinda girl. And if I’m gonna part with $250, it’s going to be betting my lucky numbers (25, 16, 31) on roulette!