The first stop in my week and a half journey home from LA was Vegas. For some reason, it still didn’t feel like I was moving away from LA and just felt like I was taking off for Vegas. My LA ladies made the trip with me as we thought it would be the best way to say our final goodbyes. I am not normally a fan of being in denial but in this case, pretending it was a weekend trip, was something I was happy to trick my mind into believing.
I was also a fan of downing my sadness with large amounts of drinks.
We had so so so much fun and danced the day and night away! The celebrations were definitely heightened due to the fact it was Cinco De Mayo! Aye Karumba! After one full day of partying, I was ready to peace out. Not ready to say goodbye though.
Naturally we ended our trip with In N Out and a river of tears. I am normally always a mess leaving Vegas and I did not disappoint this time. My friend and I strapped on our baseball caps to hide the blotchy eyes, smeared make up and lost dignity from the night before (HA)