A week ago twelve friends wandered south to Las Vegas for the weekend. My previous, and first, visit to Vegas happened in 2006. That trip was a reunion of sorts for a bachelor party I didn’t attend in 2001 since I was busy getting “mauied”. It was my first visit to Vegas therefore I wasn’t sure what to expect. I enjoyed myself, but had to keep things in check since we went to Sin City about six weeks before I tackled Ironman Canada.
Last weekend’s visit to Nevada was special because there were no restrictions such as a big triathlon. My battle was intense fatigue considering we departed Seattle on a 6:00am flight Friday morning. All in all we had a fun time in the desert celebrating a surprise bachelor party. Our buddy thought the guys were meeting him in Bend, Oregon for a weekend of skiing on Mt. Bachelor. Keeping twelve guys quiet for more than three months, not such an easy task. Guys have a tendency to gossip and stuff.
Intentionally not offering specifics of this trip, but here’s a high-level activity list:
zero celebrity sightings, thrill rides on the Stratosphere, cabs, limos, casinos, food, expensive shots, bathroom attendants, Red Rocks, damn expensive bottles of Grey Goose, Goldbond, “Copenhagen Egan”, NASCAR, decent karaoke, packing light, completely remember both nights, shopping, Four Loko, and herding sheep.
The reason for the Vegas trip is simple, a wedding. My friend Scott gets married in two weeks and I couldn’t be more excited. I’ve known Scott since we met during the first week of college way back in September of 1991. We’ve all been through a lot since we began our collegiate journeys. I’ve never met a person who brings more people together than Scott. Simply put, he’s not divider… he’s a uniter. He does a marvelous job bridging the gap between all different kinds of people. I’m fond of this skill since I think it’s a lost art. I know for me, I tend to write people off without giving them an honest and fair opportunity, a sizable character flaw.
Scott truly cares. He’s ready for this and I know he’ll make a fantastic husband and eventually a dad. I can’t wait for his wedding weekend when tons of friends will unite to witness two great people “making it official”, leaving bachelorhood behind.