OOC #17
Back home...no money lost to gambling, but I do owe a small fortune for show tickets, meals, etc. Nobody shot anyone while I was there, so in that regard, it was blissfully still (Vegas is never ACTUALLY still...it can be three in the morning and there are still people wandering around Fremont Street. Probably even worse on the Strip, but I've never been down there at 3 am).
Most excitement (in an unpleasant sense) of the trip did, in fact, happen on Fremont Street. One of our group was in one of the souvenir shops...a few others went in to talk to her, the rest of us were outside. The light show started, so I took a few steps to a position where I could see it better, assuming (foolishly, it turned out) that since three or four people were looking in my direction when I moved, they'd know where I was and come grab me when they headed to the next destination...
Light show ended, and I turned around...and everyone was gone. I knew the name of the bar they were heading to...but not the location. And my phone was dead just before we left our AirBnB to head to downtown Vegas, so I left it plugged in there...which meant I couldn't get in touch with them, they couldn't contact me...the one saving grace was, since I don't drink, they gave me the car keys. I waited at the shop for, like, twenty minutes or so. It was getting cold, shops were closing up, the crowd on Fremont started looking less like pedestrians and more like people who'd set a tourist up to be pick-pocketed...I didn't see anyone...so I walked back to the car, got in, leaned the seat back, and closed my eyes. Not sure how long I was dozing before one of the guys in the group tapped on the window. They'd gotten to the bar and started drinking before anyone realized I wasn't there, so he came looking for me.
After that, it became a running joke..."Everyone's got their phone with them, right?" "Does anyone know where Curtis is?" (as I'm standing right beside the one asking...)
But it was a lot of fun. I'd do it all again in a heartbeat, given the chance (even getting separated from everyone on Fremont...would rather have gotten separated from the group backstage at Zumanity, but that would require the group to have gone backstage, first...)