In the neon-lit spectacle of 1980s Las Vegas, my best friend Teri and I embarked on a journey filled with unexpected twists and turns. Before the city embraced accessibility reforms, we navigated the glittering strip with determination and a healthy dose of humor.
Our escapades began with coveted seats at every show, snuck through the cast entrance for an extra dash of excitement. Invitations to cast parties followed, where our girlish giggles and charm won over even the most skeptical of busboys, leading to impromptu tours of Sin City after hours.
Yet, our ambitions to conquer the walkway at Caesar's Palace led to a comical struggle reminiscent of Fred Flintstone's antics. With me, a double amputee, pushing Teri's wheelchair uphill on artificial legs, we felt the absurdity of the situation with each step gained and lost.
Realizing the walkway was a one-way journey that ended with an escalator descent, we decided to take an unconventional route: a janitor's elevator filled with cleaning supplies. As we emerged amid mops and brooms, we nonchalantly told bystanders, "We’re just cleaning the place," adding to the hilarity of the moment. Not long after our visit, a "No Wheelchairs" sign mysteriously appeared.
The highlight of our adventure came during our frantic race to the airport. A mysterious gentleman joined our sprint, helping to push Teri's wheelchair, only to vanish as we reached the gate. Left with no choice but to navigate the gate ramp, I hesitantly embraced the challenge, relying on my artificial legs to keep pace with Teri's accelerating wheelchair.
As chaos ensued and Teri careened into the airplane door with unexpected force, laughter threatened to overtake tears as we found ourselves in a whirlwind of confusion and amusement.
Despite the mishaps, our journey ended in unexpected luxury, with the flight staff insisting on First Class accommodations and these warm wet cloths of mysterious origin.
Reflecting on our escapades, we concluded that too much of a good thing in Vegas was, indeed, wonderful, leaving us with memories to cherish and stories to retell for years to come.
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