You’ve ruined me Hollywood.
What I did do however, was so much better.
My best friend since high school, Ashten and I drove our booties down to the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino for combined birthday/St. Patrick’s Day/ girl’s weekend celebration. We haven’t had the chance to just get away in a good while, and trust me, this time was much needed.
We arrived at the hotel around 4:00 on Saturday and were scheduled for deep tissue massages at 6:00. So what do two girls do with two hours in a beautiful hotel spa?
Well first, you enjoy the beautiful hot tub and stay in until you’re sweating enough to form a second hot tub of your own.
You then hang out in your comfy hotel-provided spa robes, drink the yummy citrus water, eat the delicious strawberries laid out for you, and when all else fails, start taking silly pictures to pass the time.
After our massages, we quickly got ready for dinner and the rest of our evening, then headed down to the main floor of the hotel for some exploring.
This weekend was my first time in a casino, and I was a little overwhelmed by how many machines and tables there were. This place was huge!
We walked around for a little, Ashten giving me the tour of the layout so we could decide where to start, and then… we saw it…
Yes, that is a Breakfast at Tiffany’s slot machine. And yes, that movie (and the song that references that movie “and I said, what about, Breakfast at Tiffany’s) was the inspiration for my blog. So of course, I had to try my hand at it.
Now, let me tell you why I will never be a professional gambler, nor will I ever take up gambling as a hobby. Within the first ten minutes on my machine, I had won $200. I told you that machine was meant to be. But I didn’t want to stop playing after only ten minutes. What fun is that?
So I kept playing, for another 30 minutes probably, and at the end of it all was back at even. I didn’t lose money on the weekend, but I certainly could’ve walked away with a lot more moolah in my pockets. Well, there you have it. The epic rise and fall of a first time gambler.
We finished the evening at the hotel’s St. Patrick’s Day party, where we
Sunday morning, we woke up decently early, enjoyed a surprisingly chipper breakfast, and made our way back home with the top-down the whole way. Note to self: just because you are driving in a car, does not mean you won't get burnt by the sun, particularly on one side of your body, when you're driving in the same direction for an hour and a half.
This weekend was one of the best I've had in a while, and I though I don't have any money to show for it, I do have a sweet Hard Rock player's card and a lovely red tan-line. :)
How did you spend your holiday?