Today was our last day in Vegas. Our flight out was evening one, so we had time to squeeze in a few more things before we left. First up - my worst nightmare, the water park.
Marriage is often about compromise and this is one of those situations. Dennis loves, loves, loves water parks. I hate everything about them. I hate that they never have nice locker rooms. Instead, you have to change in a questionable bathroom with sweaty concrete walls, and dubious looking puddles all over the floor. Blech. I hate that they cram as many loungers in as possible which means usually someone is dripping on you as they walk by, or you accidentally get a pool noodle in the face. I hate that swimsuits are required attire. I plan my whole life around not having to be seen in a bathing suit! I hate the rides, which are usually too high, with lines that are too long. In short, the only thing that's worse than a water park is a beach. (Beaches - you know what they are? Human litter boxes. Dig in the sand a little and you will find the most disgusting things. Cigarette butts. Old band-aids. Toenails. Shudder.)
But as much as I hate them, Dennis loves them. We don't have the climate for a water park so he has to make the most of it while we're on holiday. Grudgingly I indulged him in a few morning hours at Wet-n-Wild. He went on all the rides, and I worked my way through the latest issue of Oprah.
Finally the torture ended! It was time for lunch and we wanted to squeeze in a visit to P.F. Chang's. We had initially planned to go to the one in the Planet Hollywood casino but since we had rented a car, we were able to go to one near the water park. As always, service and food were excellent. P.F. Chang's is turning into a must for us.
After lunch, Dennis rewarded my patience with the water park with another visit to Ross, but this time one off the strip. Given his success in finding things, I think I've finally won him over. There were no heavy sighs or "I'll just wait in the car". Nope, he managed to find a new shirt. I added to my dress collection.
Even with all that, we still had time to go back to the hotel and shower, which was blissful after feeling sweaty and gritty from the water park. Then it was off to catch our flight and start the journey home.
Marriage is often about compromise and this is one of those situations. Dennis loves, loves, loves water parks. I hate everything about them. I hate that they never have nice locker rooms. Instead, you have to change in a questionable bathroom with sweaty concrete walls, and dubious looking puddles all over the floor. Blech. I hate that they cram as many loungers in as possible which means usually someone is dripping on you as they walk by, or you accidentally get a pool noodle in the face. I hate that swimsuits are required attire. I plan my whole life around not having to be seen in a bathing suit! I hate the rides, which are usually too high, with lines that are too long. In short, the only thing that's worse than a water park is a beach. (Beaches - you know what they are? Human litter boxes. Dig in the sand a little and you will find the most disgusting things. Cigarette butts. Old band-aids. Toenails. Shudder.)
But as much as I hate them, Dennis loves them. We don't have the climate for a water park so he has to make the most of it while we're on holiday. Grudgingly I indulged him in a few morning hours at Wet-n-Wild. He went on all the rides, and I worked my way through the latest issue of Oprah.
Finally the torture ended! It was time for lunch and we wanted to squeeze in a visit to P.F. Chang's. We had initially planned to go to the one in the Planet Hollywood casino but since we had rented a car, we were able to go to one near the water park. As always, service and food were excellent. P.F. Chang's is turning into a must for us.
After lunch, Dennis rewarded my patience with the water park with another visit to Ross, but this time one off the strip. Given his success in finding things, I think I've finally won him over. There were no heavy sighs or "I'll just wait in the car". Nope, he managed to find a new shirt. I added to my dress collection.
Even with all that, we still had time to go back to the hotel and shower, which was blissful after feeling sweaty and gritty from the water park. Then it was off to catch our flight and start the journey home.