I went to the Grand Canyon and Las Vegas with my grandmother, sister and her boyfriend for a long weekend vacation. What an adventure. My sister basically planned the entire vacation. She organized all of the hotel and restaurant reservations as well as flights and rental car. She had a whole itinerary rough drafted and we just made small tweeks as the vacation progressed.
We had one major set back that ended up working itself out quite nicely. My sister had booked a room for one night at a hotel located on the North Rim. We reached the Grand Canyon by rental car around 5 o’clock pacific time after landing in Las Vegas at noon. After having trouble finding the cabin we were supposed to stay in, my sister called the lobby and asked the guy to give us directions to the cabin from where we were.
The conversation went as follows:
Lauren: “Hi, we have a reservation for one of your cabins and we are having trouble finding it. Can you give us directions?”
Hotel Clerk: “Sure, what do you see around you?”
Lauren: “We are in front of the Bright Angel Hotel right now but our GPS keeps taking us in circles.”
Hotel Clerk: “I think you are on the South Rim and not the North Rim.”
Lauren: “No, we are on the North Rim. We put the address in our GPS. I have the map the Park Ranger gave us at the entrance… Oh, well, they accidentally gave us a South Rim park map but, we are definitely on the North Rim.”
Hotel Clerk: “We are the only hotel that is located on the North Rim. If you see other hotels, you are not on the North Rim.”
Lauren: “Okay, thank you. We are going to have to figure something out.”
We had driven 5.5 hours to the Grand Canyon only to realize we were on the wrong side of the Grand Canyon. Which is a huge predicament because it’s 10 miles across the grand canyon from the North Rim to the South Rim and there is no bridge to cross so you have to drive 4.5-5 hours around the Canyon to reach the other side. Something we weren’t willing to do because we were only scheduled to stay at the Grand Canyon for one day and one night.
My sister said she felt like that Mr.Krabs meme where his eyes are wide and his back ground is swirling around him.
We parked the car and went to the nearest hotel in hopes that they had a room open. We gave them our sob story and, lucky for us, the lady in the lobby took pity on us and gave us the only room that was available for the night, which was the Presidential Suite at the El Tovar hotel at a discounted price.
The room was even more beautiful than we could have imagined. We had a massive deck that overlooked the South Rim. My grandmother, who had never seen the Grand Canyon, actually cried when she walked out on the balcony. We really could not have gotten a better view of the Grand Canyon and it was from our hotel suite.
My sister and I had been to the North Rim before but we can see now why the South Rim is more popular with tourists. The view was like nothing I had ever seen. No photograph could ever do it justice.
The only thing we missed out on was the reservation my sister had made for us at a restaurant that overlooked the North Rim. But, with the view from our suite, it was a really nice trade off.
After the Grand Canyon, we made our way back to Vegas where we enjoyed the rest of our weekend.
We got to visit with a family friend that lives in Henderson. She and her wife recently had a baby girl so we got to meet that cute little chunk! Her home was stunning. It was very modern with a lot of clean lines.
We stayed at Bally’s Las Vegas. A very nice hotel for the price. Plenty of room for all four of us and we didn’t even have to share beds which was a nice surprise.
There was a lot to do in Vegas and we didn’t even gamble. We attended one of Mat Franco’s magic shows, viewed the Titanic artifacts exhibit at the Luxor, dined at Gordon Ramsay Steak in the Paris and rode the High Roller at the Linq.
The Titanic exhibit was very informative. Before we entered, we were given cards with a passenger’s name and class. At the end of the exhibit, we got to see if the person survived or not. My passenger (Major Archibald Willingham Butt) did not.
I had the beef wellington atGordon Ramsay Steak. It was delicious but it was $110 (“Y tho”). I love me a rare steak but I don’t really know why we had to pay that kind of money for it. Our waitress did remind me of Trudy Campbell from Mad Men which was nice. Alison Brie amuses me.
I loved my stay at Vegas but I don’t think I could have taken a lot more of it. The city never sleeps and had we not been on the 20 something floor of Bally’s, we probably wouldn’t have slept either with all the commotion that was going on down below. It would have been nice to stay one more day because I would have really like to have seen Fremont Street and the Neon Museum.