The Vegas

I ventured down to the city of sin and debauchery last week.
I've found that Vegas doesn't really cater to Mormons much...shocking.
And yet we manage to have (sober) fun every single time.

Shannon's ma hooked us up with a suite at the Veniche (that's what those in the know call it..trust me)

So we did what any crazy twenty-somethings would do...kegger..gambling...clubbing...followed by jumping on the bed.

The weather was insane.

It turns out that truckers WILL respond to you if you pull over to take pictures. We narrowly escaped roadside kidnapping.

And I'm done with college. Completely. I am now a productive, mature adult..by default.