Each year I (Mia) drive to Las Vegas, once or twice during the holidays or during summer, to visit my extended family. This time, I decided to drag Jordan along with me so that the whole family -both my maternal and paternal sides- could meet him.
We left on a Thursday night and decided to stay a night on the strip before staying with my family. We arrived at around 11:30 and the strip was literally dead. Apparently the strip during the week is not bustling with debaucherous crowds of tourists. In any case, we walked around in the midnight heat- a whopping 102* at that point- and did some sightseeing of the newer hotels we’d been hearing about.
The next morning- Friday, we checked out of the hotel and ate lunch at a place that was recommended to us, called KGB…yep, like…as in a restaurant that is Soviet Union -themed. It was odd. Everything was huge, and VERY salty.
After realizing we made the wrong decision and ate a lot of food that wasn’t even really good, we stumbled out of the hotel and headed up to Mt. Charleston, where my grandfather lives part-time. It’s a quaint little mountain town about 40 minutes outside of Vegas, boasting 150 ft. waterfalls and beautiful trees.
We did a cool little hike with my 82-year-old grandfather, he stuck it out pretty well!
We continued the “family rounds” and visited my maternal grandmother and my 6 cousins on Saturday. A day in the pool was nice, but also quite exhausting. That night my grandmother got us tickets to Phantom of The Opera which was by far one of the best theatrical performances I have ever seen.
Before heading out of town on Sunday we made a pit stop at my paternal grandparents’ house for some drinks, poolside fun and reminiscing.
All in all, it was a long, long weekend but all my family loved Jordan and I’m happy he got to meet everyone.