So let's see, about three weeks ago now, I went to Las Vegas with my grandparents and had the time of my life. It was easily the best birthday I can remember. While we were in Vegas we stayed at the Stratosphere Hotel, which was really pretty nice. I managed to only gamble away 20 dollars the entire weekend and that was money given to me by my grandma specifically for gambling anyway. Besides gambling, I got to see some really cool shows. The first one was the world-famous Siegfried and Roy. That was pretty cool, but was I really stoked about seeing and really, really enjoyed was Cirque du Soleil. That show was absolutely amazing. Oh, did I mention that in both shows we were close enough to reach out and touch the stage? It's funny too because we got the tickets very last minute and we got some of the best seats in the house both times. It was very cool. We also went to the Hilton and saw The Star Trek Experience, which was way uber cool. They had this enourmous timeline that linked all the episodes of all the different star trek series together. My roomate informed that there were a ton of discrepancies, but I didn't notice and I thoroughly enjoyed reading the whole thing. It took about and hour and half or more, but it was well worth it. Then they had this similation ride that was really neat. It had an unexpected story line that was really cool and actors in full uniform and stuff. So it was way neat.
Then....
Tragedy struck. While we were driving back to the hotel my grandpa noticed a funny noise coming from his car. He thought it was the transmission fluid being low. So we parked in the parking spot and he left the engine running to check the fluid. Lo and behold what happens, but the motor dies. All on it's own and we can't get it to start. So they call a repairman out he looks at it and tells us that the alternator has died, and that the soonest a shop would be open to deal with it would be Monday. We all needed to be back by monday morning, so that was no good. We ended up having to rent a car one-way, leave the other car there, and then one of my grandparents friends drove the car back for them. It was because of this disaster that I never made it to the top of the tower at the Stratosphere. We had been planning to eat there before the car broke down and in order for us to wait for the repairman we had to skip that. We did however eat at this really good Italian restaraunt there called Fellini's Ristorante. It was most excellent. Well that's all for Vegas...
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