The saying "what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas," holds very true. I think in great part due to the fact that you literally can't remember what you did. At least that was the case for me. From the moment we boarded the plane, until the night we arrived back home- things were in a whirlwind. I don't think I have ever drank so many mixed drinks in my life. But, I was in Vegas, with my boyfriend, the first "adult" trip I had ever been since I had my children, without being with family and just feeling free! So, I lived it up- excepted drinks from the waitresses at 8 in the morning, barely slept, gambled and just hung out with Kyle. We had such a great time- I felt like the trip brought us closer together because we had an experience we shared together-away from our normal lives-away from it all just being us. At the end of the trip we were spent. Tired, hung over and just plain out of it but I am so glad I left my ambitions and normal way of thinking behind-just for those few days I let go and let myself just enjoy life, and that in itself made the trip so memorable. I can look back and remember the fun I had and had no regrets about what I wish I would've done.