Several years ago in between surgeries, recovery and physical therapy, My friends planned out a vacation to Las Vegas for my wife and I because we had never been there before. My friends have gone to Vegas every year for the last fifteen years so they knew the best places to visit and the places to stay away from. I really wanted to go because I knew that when I returned, I was looking at three more horrid surgeries and that I might never get the chance to go again.
So, on a cool New England morning in June, five of us hopped on a plane to Vegas with dreams of striking it rich and living like royalty for the rest of our lives (cue laugh track), but as “luck” would have it, that dream never even came close to coming true. I left dressed in long pants and a heavy sweatshirt, but the heat in Las Vegas quickly made me change my wardrobe. It was “climate shock!” From the airport, we went directly to the car rental kiosk and picked up our top of the line, sexy, hot . . .Minivan! Next stop . . . The Hotel.
Sitting in the minivan, I had my face pressed up against the window attempting to take everything in and oooooing and ahhhhing just like a little kid would do. Renting a minivan was a great idea because there was no way I’d be able to walk the miles and miles of real estate. Lets face it, it hadn’t been that long ago since I had to learn to walk again after fracturing my neck and back so physically, my body wasn’t functioning at one hundred percent. Plus . . it had air conditioning. We got to our hotel and into our rooms. Our room was amazing! Through the huge picture window, we could see “all of Las Vegas” I washed up like a cleaning Ninja and off we went . . .
To say that I was blown away by the whole “Las Vegas” experience would be a huge understatement and I had such a blast. It wasn’t about the gambling because we did so, so, much more than that, but it was about me being able to enjoy life again, even if it would be for a brief time. I think my second favorite place to go in Vegas was “Old Town” You know, the Vegas you see in old movies . . . totally cool and awesome.
My absolute favorite part of this vacation was when my friends surprised my wife and I and planned a day trip to a place I have always wanted to see . . . “The Grand Canyon!” As I approached the canyon through the trees and saw it for the first time . . . the tears were pouring down my face. Yup, it moved me to tears. . .Such beauty, so much awe inspiring joy it brought to me when I had once thought nothing would or could do that ever again.
I sincerely hope that I can get back there someday, who knows, maybe I’ll win the lottery. Have you ever been to the Grand Canyon or Las Vegas? What was your favorite part?