Our trip began with Liam and my in-laws dropping us off at the airport. Liam was not too thrilled with the idea of us leaving for so long.
Waiting on the tran on the way to our terminal after we had frantically switched around luggage so that both of our suitcases would be under 50 pounds. :P
Got a few cool shots of the hustle and bustle of the Hartsfield Airport even at 9 o'clock at night.
I would definitely recommend flying in to Vegas at night if you can. It's so interesting to see the pitch black of the desert and then the clear demarcation of where Vegas begins in lights.
Before you see anything else when you get off the plane, Vegas welcomes you with gambling. Would you expect any less?
Waiting for our luggage. There were huge screens playing advertisements for what seemed like every show in Vegas right behind the baggage carousels. Is it just me or did it seem to take longer to get your luggage so that they could inundate you with these videos?
I won't even go into our first night in Vegas right now as it is WAY too late. Suffice it to say, we spent the night on top of the mattress only in towels we had to buy from the hotel. Which reminds me, I still have a review to put up on VRBO's site. Hmmmm. . .
Our second night we were led to the Airhorns and Lasers party by Elvis. . .or should I say the ghost of Elvis as it would seem by my picture below.
The first hour was a bit slow and had us wondering about the appearance of any airhorns OR lasers but then it definitely picked up and Spencer and I had some fun on the dance floor.
And we chilled watching everyone else dance and enjoying each other's company too.
I don't really have any other iPhone shots of WPPI itself as I usually had a camera with me. On Thursday morning we got ready for our two flights that would take us to Dallas. By that evening, Spencer was zonked.
The next night, my brother-in-law, Wesley, and his wife, Emily, surprised us with a tickets to see Fiddler on the Roof. It was awesome and emotionally tumultuous.
Afterwards the four of us went to have a few drinks at a bar around the corner. . .Emily checked on what was going on in the social world and I propped my feet up.
And the Texas Longhorn kept a very watchful eye on the room to make sure everyone stayed in line.
On the way home on Sunday we met with some very cloudy skies on the plane ride into Memphis. It honestly looked like one big puffy blanket.
I had been craving a burger for a few days so we scoped out the Memphis airport and settled into the Sun Records Cafe for a quick bite as we waited to board the plane to home.
The last leg of our trip. On the tran to Baggage Claim. It was insane how many people were in the airport so late at night. Then again, it was a Sunday night.
Liam was asleep in one of the airport's wheelchairs when we arrived and I wish I had gotten a picture of his cute little self all curled up. I went to give him kisses to much protestation until he realized it was me and, in his sleepy stupor, he wrapped his little arms and legs around me like a monkey. I couldn't get enough of him so Spencer and my father-in-law went to get our suitcases as I just sat there and held him tight.
After we dropped my father-in-law and mother-in-law off at home, we were met with a surprise when we walked into our house. New kitchen flooring!!! An early anniversary gift. Gave our kitchen such a face-lift that it hasn't gotten over itself yet and constantly demands that I get the dustbuster out so as not to mar her beautiful newness.
I will have MUCH more to say about our amazing trip but I as yet have not recovered from our trip enough to completely digest all that I saw and heard.
Until then. . .