Off to SinCity
This weekend I've got a trip to Las Vegas planned with college friends who I'll call the N group. It's been about 14 years since our last trip, and since then some of us have raised kids, advanced our careers (some of us even retired), gotten remarried or remained single. Typical stuff, but thank god no one in this little group has passed away yet. It used to be an annual event for 4 years. I think the last year we went we celebrated one of the guy's divorce. She treated him badly anyways and he's better off without her. Except for the fact that she had about 10,000 shares of her father's company, and the price took off like a rocket for years after that. She's pretty well off now while he's still scraping out a living with his new wife. On the other hand, another of the guys did so well trading stock options over the years that he retired several years ago and stays home to take care of the kids. He has a very nice family and lives in a nice house.
So now that we're middle aged, it's time to go back to LV with the guys, gamble and go to bars. Back in the day, we would stay up all night gambling, sometimes sleeping only hours for the whole trip. The hotel rooms were largely unused, except for a shower or for the guy who lost too much too early. So this time we've got just one room; I'm a little worried that we wont be able to keep up the pace we had in our late twenties and then we'll end up having to all use the room at the same time. Not looking forward to sleeping in the same bed with these guys, another sign that I'm just a lot older now.
The funny thing about getting together with old friends is that so many things that were 20 years ago still are. The old pecking order, alliances, things I liked about these guys and things I couldnt stand are all still in place. Some things never change. The same funny stories come out, though they seem to get a bit exaggerated. I've made up a few "details" myself in some of the retells, perhaps just to keep them from getting boring or worn. Hopefully this trip yields a few good stories on it's own.
So now that we're middle aged, it's time to go back to LV with the guys, gamble and go to bars. Back in the day, we would stay up all night gambling, sometimes sleeping only hours for the whole trip. The hotel rooms were largely unused, except for a shower or for the guy who lost too much too early. So this time we've got just one room; I'm a little worried that we wont be able to keep up the pace we had in our late twenties and then we'll end up having to all use the room at the same time. Not looking forward to sleeping in the same bed with these guys, another sign that I'm just a lot older now.
The funny thing about getting together with old friends is that so many things that were 20 years ago still are. The old pecking order, alliances, things I liked about these guys and things I couldnt stand are all still in place. Some things never change. The same funny stories come out, though they seem to get a bit exaggerated. I've made up a few "details" myself in some of the retells, perhaps just to keep them from getting boring or worn. Hopefully this trip yields a few good stories on it's own.
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