This year my thanksgiving weekend was special. I took a trip over westcoast, that is to California. I have been longing to visit Calif since a long time. The visit bacame a special one with the participation of all my freinds.
It was a preplanned trip. We had been planning this since September and since then I was praying for a smooth trip all together. But luck backstabbed me and my plans jolted by weather and there by the delayed flights. By the time I reached LA it was 1AM in the morning (delayed by almost 5hrs), but the spirits were still strong and high. We were eager to confront one another, we were bursting to share some joy, we were agog to go wild and soak ourselves in the fountain of youth. Believe me, we lived upto the expectations, we kept ourselves awake, to see the rising sun, in the midst of interventions by cops and neighbors. Oh man, that was fun, silly fun.
The drive to Vegas was fabolous. Ofcourse nature was beautiful, the drive was smooth, weather was pleasant but the more pleasure was to see all of us picking on one another. That was spree of pulling legs. It definitely took me back to my college days. It was immensly satisfying to see the undying sarcasm of my freinds coupled with the maturity of riposting every comment wittily and funnily.
Stay at Vegas was fabolous. Everything was great about Vegas. Illuminating nights, Stunnig Casinos, long standing Stratosphere, gorgeous fountain show at Bellagio, 'never say die' attitude of people walking on the roads all night long, catching the glimpses of beauty flaunted by juvenile girls and the list goes on and on. I had all kinds of fun. I would love to write more about what I did at Vegas, but as they say 'What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas', I better keep my mouth shut (otherwise my friends would go gaga on me). I think it would be better if you visit Vegas and be a part of the fun rather than reading it in my scribbles. Anyway, it was an amazing experience. A three days of trip left a tremondous amount of memories to cherish. I believe, no matter where I go for a trip with my friends, I would enjoy to the fullest.
Till then everything was good, but the journey back to home was the worst one. My flight got delayed, and then had mechanical problems, and atlast got canceled.It took me more than a day to get back to Louisiana from Calif, poor me!! By the time I was home, I was tired, exhausted and depleted. But looking through the pictures of the trip, had envigorated me to script down the memories.
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