Seven Days In Vegas With Spongebob Squarepants
I’m thrilled to have Valeria King on my blog today!
Valerie has always possessed a vivid imagination and a mind full of stories waiting to be told. As life moves forward, her pen has finally hit paper and incandescent sagas are being written. Her passion has transformed itself into the Fatum Book Saga, Unseen Wings Trilogy and a number of short stories. May you find a fable of deceit or perhaps a love story to fill your heart. Welcome to her journey… Valerie lives with her husband and their three children in Dallas, TX.
Las Vegas… It’s the one city in the US that my husband and I can run
away to once a year and hide from the kids, work, and reality. It’s
also the only city that I can wake up in every morning wondering what
exactly I did the night before. “Free Gin & Tonic while I play this
penny slot machine? Yes please!” Remembering things while on vacation
here is often iffy…moving on…
Our first morning away, we woke up to this.
A beautiful city full of beautiful people from all around the globe.
The man dressed in the Spongebob costume handing out tickets to a
nightclub on the strip doesn’t count though. He wouldn’t let me take a
picture with him. I thought the folks from Bikini Bottom were supposed
to be friendly?
While away, I vowed to leave my laptop behind, which mind you, is a
VERY difficult thing for me to do. I’m attached to being “connected”
like BlackJack is to a casino. I’m lost without it. I took my phone
with me, but left it in my purse for the most part, buried underneath
poker chips and receipts to unhealthy fast food places, because,
well…that’s what you do in Vegas. You eat bad, drink too much and
laugh at the people who are probably laughing AT you…not WITH you. I
have no idea why I danced with the sweet little Oriental man at the
Bellagio at two in the morning last Saturday. Don’t ask, and no, I
will not share the pictures my husband took on his phone no matter how
much you beg me.
This brings me to a new term that I’ve officially adopted as my own.
It’s called “Hotel Hopping”. Hubby and I stayed at our Wyndam
timeshare resort in Vegas, but we got the crazy idea (*see “Free Gin &
Tonics”) to check with some of the lavish hotels about staying one
night. Discounted rate maybe? We ended up at The Paris Hotel. In a
penthouse suite. That had two bathrooms. Was on the 32nd floor
overlooking the strip. Normally cost $700 a night. That we got for a
mere $135. A-mazing! When I woke up the next morning, yes, I took a
bubble bath in the biggest tub I’ve ever seen, while drinking coffee
with my pinky finger in the air. I pretended to be rich for 18 hours.
It was miraculous. Hotel hopping R*O*C*K*S! Try it sometime. Tell them
Val sent you…
As an author, I have to write. Often. Daily. Or I feel incredibly
lost. On the days we sat poolside, I either read a book or jotted down
notes for story ideas or new fresh characters. I have to admit, this
city has given me a load of ideas to ponder and pour over that just
might be book worthy. I may even have a spot for that amazing, dancing
While away, after I sneaked a peek at my Facebook newsfeed when hubby
wasn’t looking, I noticed that an amazing author friend of mine was
also in Sin City with her husband! We’ve been “friends behind the
screen” for about a year now. She has been a huge support to this
starving author, so we were psyched to try and meet face to face for
the very first time. What an incredible woman…writer…person!
Deborah Bryan has written several novels, my favorite being “The
Monster’s Daughter”, but to finally hug her neck was awesome! We
shared breakfast at a great little restaurant (*see “receipts to
unhealthy fast food places” above). If you’ve never checked out
Deborah’s work, go for it. You won’t regret it!
We finished off the trip with a day at the golf course. No, I don’t
golf, thank you. But my husband does. So I played “cart girl” for the
day, enjoyed the mountains in the background and the uninterrupted
conversations with my better half during a four hour round.
Vegas…could it have been any better? No. Absolutely not. I met Turf
from America’s Got Talent…that’s as close as I got to “famous” in
the big city. Now if only Spongebob had been a little friendlier…
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Rebecca Hamilton writes Paranormal Fantasy, Gothic Horror, and Literary Fiction. She is represented by the ever-more-amazing Rossano Trentin of TZLA.
To purchase her books, please visit Paranormal Fantasy Books.