This week Camera Guy and I will have our 9th wedding anniversary. We've been together 13. We take turns planning the anniversary celebration. This year was my turn.
Earlier this year Camera Guy mentioned that he had never seen a stage production of Phantom of the Opera. This was my cue of what I was going to plan our celebration around. Since Phantom hasn't been in our large metro area for many moons, I had to plan a trip to Sin City, the closest place with a current production. We usually end up there at least once a year and we hadn't been yet this year.
Leading up to this weekend I pretended I hadn't yet planned anything (not very convincingly, I might add) and that I thought I might only be able to get a room at the Embassy Suites in the next city over. Thus was born a running joke that ensued for nigh on 2 weeks.
After leaving Cub in the capable hands of his grandmother and godmother for the weekend (thanks, ladies!) we were off. I'll spare you all the non-hilarity of pulling off getting to and arriving at our final destination and suffice it to say, I don't think he was the least bit surprised when we stopped in Las Vegas. However, I *do* think the establishment I chose did surprise him.
The gal at the front desk informed us that we were being upgraded due to the nature of our celebration, however, that room wasn't ready yet. After sitting down and imbibing in a cocktail we remembered from several years ago and enjoyed immensely, our room was ready and we arrived to find a roomy suite with certainly more space than we needed, but certainly appreciated. But, it did come with one very large down side. We had no view whatsoever of anything other than the hotel's HVAC system and the walls of other wings of the hotel. *sigh* Oh well. We were fine with it and proceeded to prepare ourselves for a dinner at an restaurant I had been looking forward to for 5 months now. It's co-owned by a celebrity chef and I had been looking forward to partaking of his cuisine.
We got dressed up and found ourselves seated in a quiet corner of the wine room. Fabulous! Dinner was scrumptious and tantalizing. Dinner the next evening was equally so in a different restaurant owned by a different celebrity chef with a different take on cuisine followed by a later performance of Phantom. Camera Guy seemed surprised by my choices of places to dine, however, less so by my choice of show to see. Once on this particular property, it was easy to narrow down what we'd be seeing.
The journey this weekend was not one without flaws and hiccups. I tried to hide as much from him for as long as possible, including what clothes he'd need to have with him. In the end I packed for both of us so he wouldn't know we'd be going out twice and in doing so left behind a few key items that I'm certain wouldn't have been forgotten if we'd each been responsible for packing our own items. I won't do that again. It wasn't worth it.
Secondly, I don't plan to go to Vegas again on Thanksgiving weekend, and IF we do, I'll try desperately to remember how horrific the drive home was on Sunday. We'll come home on Monday next time. If Camera Guy's not working, that is. 6.75 hours to go what should normally take 4 was an unbearably long time in the car, especially knowing Grams and Godmother wanted to get back to their lives away from our home and that Cub was anxiously awaiting our return.
In the end, the journey we took together this weekend was a lot of fun. I left our establishment taking with me $28 of their money with me. :) But, mostly, I was with my sweetheart, celebrating us. And that's one of the sweetest journeys I can think of. Happy Anniversary, Camera Guy. I love you.
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