It's All Relative

Spring Breakers in Vegas

This weekend was a blast. My friends and I had such a fun time. It was so nice to be able to hang out. I realized how much I miss them.

Thursday night, we decided to just hang out at the house. We bbq'd and watched some of the NCAA Tournament (I am currently in 7th place in my pool. Texas really screwed me over this year). A little later, we walked down to the golf course and let the dogs run around all over the green. Probably not a good idea, but it was fun. Saturday morning we headed over to the park and played some serious tennis. Funny story: there was this little boy watching us play for a few minutes. Finally, his mother came over and asked if it would be ok if he played with us for a little while. We were like, "Sure, little boy. Come chase the ball all over the court. No problem." Um yeah, turns out little Jonothan was this child prodigy tennis player who kicked all of our butts. I'm not joking here. He was 9 years old and not messing around. This kid was good. Really good. As it turned out, this kid's Dad was the #1 pro player in Israel during the 70's and ranked pretty high in the world.

After tennis we decided to play some sand volleyball, which was really fun too, until I started to feel really sick. Out of nowhere, I started to get bad stomach cramps and then started feeling really nauseous. Rachel suggested I was probably dehydrated so when we were at lunch, I had to cool off and down some gatorade. I've never felt like that before and it was kinda scary. But after an hour or so, I began to feel better. Dehydration is not fun.

Friday night, we all got dressed up and were looking pretty hot for dinner at Kona, which was yummy. Then we decided to go to Rain at the Palms. I haven't really gone to any of the clubs without my brother, so I was a little nervous about getting us all in on a weekend night, but it went really smoothly, especially after I chatted it up with Ben the bouncer. He hooked us up and got us in without having to wait in a super long line. Rain was a blast. I think everyone else thought so too. It's sort of shaped like a big pentagon, with the dance floor in the middle and a couple of floors of vip tables lining the outsides. It was cool, but my feet were killing me by the end of the night and all I wanted to do was go home and sleep. We got home around 4 and had cake and ice cream for my friend Joe, whose birthday was the a couple days before. After that, we all crashed.

Saturday morning everyone woke up pretty late, but we decided to go play tennis again, which was awesome. I don't really have anyone to play with out here so getting to play this much was so great. And we brought plenty of gatorade and water to make sure no one got sick like I did the day before.

That evening we decided to BBQ again which totally hit the spot after playing all day. That night we went down to the strip to roam around the Forum Shops at Caesar's and get some gelato at the Bellagio. Downtown was pretty nuts since it was St. Patrick's Day and we were still pretty tired from the night before so we got out of there and came home.

Everyone left pretty early this morning. We had so much fun and I was bummed to see them leave. I miss my friends so such and it sucks knowing that they all are going back home and I have to stay here. But I am going to try and go up for conference weekend in two weeks, so I'll see them soon. I hope they all had a good time here because I really loved having them stay and I'm so glad they decided to spend some of their break down here with me.

Here are some pictures from the weekend: