It seemed like a great idea at the time---take my dad and Karla along with Gary, fly SOUTH to Las Vegas, go to the bowl game, and fly home the next day. Like my dad said, "I can see it better from the comfort of my living room, but every BYU fan should go to a bowl game once in their lives."
It actually was a good plan and things went well. The flight was packed, but we found room in the overhead for our carryons. The hotel was fine although a bit close to the airport (like you could hear planes taking off during the night...not as much of a problem in our room because the heater was loud enough to block the noise from the airplanes.) We had a late lunch before the game at an IHOP with outstanding sirlion tips and a fabulous waitress with personality plus. In fact, she was so good that we decided to head back there after the game for a light supper in hopes of getting the same waitress. We got a different one who told us that she was an amazing waitress and that the day shifts were pale in comparsion to her. To prove it, she started us off with hot choc served in their normal soup mugs (double normal size) with a mound of whipped cream. Then she had sprinkled red and green Christmas sprinkles over the whole thing including the plates and on top of that she had dusted it all with choco powder. It was a work of art! She proved to be awesome as well. In fact, they are probably two of the best waitresses that I have ever been served by.
It was such a restful vacation that we played Phase Ten, master addition, on Wednesday morning. Karla remarked that she didn't think that she had ever played cards in the morning.....a mark of a true vacation!
BYU won the game against Oregon State which was also a requirement if we were going to go to the trouble of attending the game...that is just understood. Hopefully, Oregon State fans like to go just for the experience of watching a bowl game in person....or they really had a bad trip.
Yes, it was a perfect plan and a good vacation, except for one minor thing.....IT WAS FREEZING AND YES, IT WAS MUCH COLDER THAN IT LOOKED! Those gusts of 50 mile winds hit us right in our face the entire game...and cold and metal benches...I think that you can deduct the problem with that combination. But let it be known, that we stayed to the bitter (cold) end to watch the fans rush the field as we were rushing to get out of the wind.
I heard that my dad reported to one of my siblings that he had now seen a bowl game in person--a once in a lifetime event. I might do it again with Gary (and actually this was our second game since we attended the amazing Cotton Bowl while living in Texas).....but not in LAS VEGAS!
Go, BYU!
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