Day two in Vegas was certainly more eventful. When I think about everything we did on that day alone I feel kind of tired. So let's break it down.
First up was the timeshare presentation we were told would only last 2-3 hours but really lasts six. They shuttle you to the place which they tell you is 5 minutes away but is really closer to 30. We get there and immediately get the feeling like we're really just in a bunch of cows working our way to a slaughterhouse. At least that's how I felt. We're given our personal representative, Sharon, who I notice limps along mostly at a shuffle and is wearing slippers. Like legit bedroom slippers. So that's odd.
The first thing you do is watch this presentation with a way too perky sales person pretty much saying how we need to own our vacation because we're going to die and you don't want to die at work. You maybe want to die on vacation and you CAN with your annual roll over points! I'm obviously snickering and barely controlling my laughter, Matt's whispering to me that I'm embarrassing him, which is hilarious since he's saying this as he eats his fourth or fifth pastry. Complimentary is not the same as buffet. FYI.
After a three hour presentation and having to share favorite vacation memories (which was difficult in a room with very few English speaking people, by the way), we were given a guided tour. Our tour guide was actually really nice and I feel fortunate that we had a disabled guide because we got the super abbreviated tour. After the tour (the place is gorgeous and I'm sure it'd be lovely) we're taken into a huge room with people "booking their deals". We sat through their offers and obviously we can't afford it if we're there mainly for food vouchers so we don't starve on our vacation, we're shuffled to sales person #2 and #3. Both of whom are pissed we can't buy a timeshare. So *finally* at almost hour five, we're taken to the "exit room" which is smaller and we have sales person #4 who basically is bitchzilla because I flat out told her to just give us our vouchers and we'll leave. She huffed and puffed... and let us go. We got our vouchers, got on the shuttle bus and ended up waiting on the damn bus for an HOUR for the rest of the suckers to come out.
After that stressful morning, I decided we were going to the pool.
After the show we had to grab a taxi from MGM to some weirdo office inside of a garage facility. Sounds sketch, huh? Well we were hoping it was less sketch than our timeshare ordeal, because we were hoping to for real take a helicopter ride over the strip in the dark. Sounds awesome, right? That's because it was. The other weirdo thing was that we bought our tickets while on the plane to Vegas... and we got some really shady instructions on how to actually book your flight and everything. Once we got to the place we see that it is PACKED. Not only are Matt and I one of only five English speaking people, but we are also the whitest. I mean, the WHITEST people in there. The lady working the counter is Russian and she's screaming at me in Russian and honestly I have no idea what she was talking about even still.
After we check in and get weighed we have to join this group for a safety video. Which was absolutely not helpful because of the protocols they tell you are going to happen- none of them did. So... that was nice. After our video we get put into groups of 10 and get onto a shuttle bus.
Once we got to the tarmac area, they dump you off and you just wait. Which is kind of scary in hindsight because it's a poorly lit section of the tarmac, nobody anywhere near you and you're with a bunch of strangers. I don't know about you, but I felt kind of weird about it. Finally after about 30 minutes of waiting, it was our turn. Our group consisted of Matt and I, a lady next to me who kept rubbing my arm and leg, and two people from Mumbai in front, then the pilot.
The ride itself was only 10-12 minutes and kind of scary. Mostly because it was pretty windy that night. I normally don't have a problem with heights or motion, but no lie, I kind of got quesy.
By the time we got back to our room, it was almost midnight and we were effing exhausted. Which wouldn't be such a bad thing... but we had to be up at 5am the next day for our mega bus trip....
Coming tomorrow. ;)