I'm back from Sunny Las Vegas. Sigh.
No more nightly bubble baths for me. No more city of lights. No more free shows. Back to real life. With lots of laundry.
You see, the hubs and I went to the World Of Concrete convention this week. I know. You're like: What the heck is that?
Unless you've got some construction industry ties in your world, then maybe you already know, that WOC is a convention held every year in Las Vegas for construction industry types from all over the world. Basically anything and everything that has to do with building stuff. From software to dump trucks and everything in between. Brands you might recognize like MAC trucks, Carhartt, Honeywell, Quikrete, Case, John Deere, Ford...really I could go on and on...they all show up and bring their products to showcase, to do some networking, and make some contacts.
Since my hubs is one of those construction industry types - a Pre-cast Concrete Production Manager to be more specific - we attend WOC about every 3 years. He takes classes, he networks, he gathers info and swag, I gawk and all the stuff I didn't know you could do with concrete and ask a million questions...I pretend to be a dump truck driver...
It's not all big equiment and guys out there at the convention either. There are some pretty awesome things you can do in concrete that utilize brilliant colors and art skills.
So, everyday for three days we headed over to the convention center and walked one of the 3 'halls'. Giant spaces with hundreds of vendors. We watched competitions in the lots outside - one of which was a brick laying competition. Can you imagine laying 700-800 brick in a 12 foot wall in an hour? It happened. The winner walked away with a new truck and nice check. I'm just impressed with these guy - and 1 gal - for their skill and stamina. My arms and back hurt just watching them!
Among our favorites is the Bellagio fountains...We watch for an hour. Every 15 minutes there is a new song & a new show. It's awesome.
Las Vegas was good to us this week. Even though by Thursday I was declaring my sneakers to be some kind of torture device and bought a pair of ballet flats at the Luxor to wear home on Friday. I look forward to going back in another 3 years and that old-friend feeling the city has begun to have for us. Do you have a favorite vacation spot that's like an old-friend?