Another Redeye Home From Las Vegas

Man, what a trip... After spending a full day drinking out at the pool in 115 degree heat, I managed to land myself in bed for a day with heatstroke... What a waste of a Saturday night, at least my suite at the Venetian was comfy :) Met this guy with a cool Las Vegas dating blog.

Chilled at the Wolfgang Puck Express at McCarran again... Had a few glasses of a very nice bottle of Macallan 18 year old scotch they had behind the bar. I had blazed through security in like 8 minutes so I had quite a bit of time to kill. I told the bartender that they were boarding in a few minutes and he told me I could probably wait 25 minutes before heading to the gate. I didn't want to look like a douchebag and say I was flying first class and wanted to get on the plane first, so I just smiled and paid.

What a great sleep! Had two glasses of red wine and passed out like a baby, waking up when we were landing in Houston. This was my first redeye flight in first, I always figured it'd be a waste because you don't get to enjoy all the cool shit, but it was the most comfortable plane sleep I'd ever had (aside from the time I had the whole row to myself and stretched out on it). Landed at Houston at an awkward 5am or so, and had 2 hours to kill in the Presidents Lounge. Didn't have an appetite for breakfast so I just enjoyed a couple coffees with Baileys and read some blogs for a couple of hours (brain wasn't functioning at a high enough level to get any work done).

The second flight was alright, I made the wrong choice for breakfast, but the bloody marys made up for it. Had a great chat with a young retired guy who flies down to Costa Rica every month to hang out for a week... People always wonder why I am flying first class at such a young age (and not dressed for business or anything) so it was cool being able to talk business with someone who seemed genuinely interested. Was the first one off the plane and through customs (which I am a pro at), and headed home to catch up on some work and then soak in my jacuzzi with a bottle of wine. All in all a great trip (aside from that sick day).