I haven't have my own hotel room in... omg, I don't even remember when was the last time I have my own room?!
So I brought my lucky charm, to deter eeeviillll, and made sure I stayed up late with my coworkers so all I do when I head back to the room, is to sleep.
The room was nice and pretty good size. I found the dead celebrity portraits a little disturbing. There's a $10 resort fee, and they charge you to go to the exercise room. What the _____? Well, but then we got the $15 credit in drink, I guess that kind of offset it.
The 2:30am explosion next door at the Tropicana woke me up and I thought it was one of those 911 event and I was debating whether or not I should pack my stuff and bounce?! But then I realized that the building would be crumbling by now if that's the case.
Anyhow, I kept having nightmare afterward. Like ghostly nightmare. That made me miss the bf and the dogs a WHOLE LOT MORE. Nope, i do not want to have my own room next time, thank you.