I’d never been to Las Vegas before I attended the 2014 Arbonne Global Training Conference earlier this month. Here I am enjoying the view from the penthouse suite I shared with three women (to cut down on costs):
But I didn’t have an easy time sleeping in a room with three other people, especially in such a foreign environment, so this is how I felt most of the time:

I found Las Vegas overwhelming and unrestful. In order to sit through hours of conference activities, I restricted fluids. I spent most of the three days feeling sleep deprived and dehydrated. The one thing that cheered me up was someone’s solution to having 12,500 attendees, 90% of whom needed women’s bathrooms:

I can’t say that I didn’t like Las Vegas. The time constraints of the conference meant I never got out of the MGM Grand Hotel, so I can really only say that I disliked (hated) the MGM Grand Hotel.

At the end of three nights there, I packed up and made my way through the lobby to catch my 8:00 AM shuttle to the airport.

I only started to relax when I was outside, waiting to start my journey back to Chicago, where I have my own apartment, keep the volume low and am in bed by 10:00 p.m.

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