Since I was MIA (I know you guys are probably really tired of me saying sorry but…. I’m really sorry!) I didn’t get much time to update you guys on my traveling. If you guys don’t know, traveling to different places are one of my favorite hobbies! So without a moment to spare, this is what I did during New Year’s Day for 2017-2018.
Okay so first off if you’re not from the States or if you don’t have dual citizenship make sure that when you’re booking your flight (especially if there’s connections/layovers), your first flight takes off directly to an American city. Why? Since 9/11 the U.S Customs and ICE border policies are very strict and is time consuming compared to International flights. SO it’s in your BEST INTEREST to deal with U.S Customs right away… Unfortunately, I let my mother book the flight for me since I was studying for finals and we had a connecting flight from Winnipeg to Toronto’s Pearson International Airport. If you did not know, that’s one of the largest and busiest airports in Canada. Plus, we only had about 15 minutes (yup cue the panic music) to go through U.S Customs, get our luggage, getting screened, asked about how much money do we have, do we have DACA status, do we need a visa, etc. So that was pretty time consuming and we were worried that we were going to miss our flight. Usually, when I book flights to the U.S I always pick either, Minneapolis or Chicago to get the hard stuff out of the way first because, there would have been a chance that I could have been denied entry while in Toronto (away from home, with my luggage all over the place, and my impending flight that leaves in like 10-15 mins).
Once, all that was done, it was a long (like 6-7 hours) flight to Las Vegas. FUN… I tried to nap it off but the seats are way too small for that. But I caught a glimpse of the beautiful scenery outside my window.
Once we arrived we took the uber to the Venetian Hotel which was really nice. Like luxury nice.
The cool thing about the Venetian Hotel was that it was connected to the Grand Canals Shops and Ceasar’s Palace. It was an amazing (and really tiring, like for real it was quite a long walk) experience
My mother and I did go to check out the other hotels in the vicinity like the Wynn and Palazzo. We also went to both of the premium outlet malls (The North Outlet which is opened and the South Outlet). Transporation was okay (better than the clown drivers in Winnipeg). They were all very nice and made sure that they got us there in time (and with less to pay; thank you Jesus haha). Now, I know that the American dollar is higher than the Canadian dollar but remember that they don’t really tax that much compared to Canadian provinces, plus unlike Canada, when they go on Sale, it really is a sale (I’m saying like 80-95%). I guess Canadians just like to spend more for less while the Americans like to spend less for more (ew).
Communicating with the locals was either a hit or a miss. Keep in mind that this wasn’t my first time in Vegas (I have many of family members living there; family from my Filipino side) plus, I did live in the States a couple of years back when I was a child in the Tri-state area (Cherry Hill New Jersey). So, yes people here are more like coconuts (harder outer shell and a lot more reserved) while Canadians are like peaches (fuzzy on the outside and soft on the inside). I myself is a coconut and a lot harder to crack and may seem cold so I wasn’t really offended at all. In fact, I felt more integrated here than I am back in Winnipeg (I felt like I belong). The only thing that I didn’t like was the vendors’ catcalling my mother to get to buy their garbage… I guess it’s common here but I was raised in a conservative manner to not degrade women. Like seriously, if you want us to buy your stuff (even if it’s a bunch of garbage that I can get for cheap from the dollar store) just be professional about it. But then again, I’m not from here so can’t really complain too much.
Communicating here is a lot easier too. I am part Hispanic, so speaking en Espanol was a no-brainer when I’m shopping or ordering food when many of the residents are of Latin-American (specifically Mexican) descent. However, since I do speak a different dialect (like the lispy Andalucian Spanish), they would always ask where I’m from (omg hahah). This one girl was like “Adios mios! You sound like a politician and Enrique Iglesias rolled into one.” I felt a tad bit embarrassed but brushed it off and said “por sopuesto, I didn’t grow here.”
Just a little tip, always pack extra bottled water with you (You can never forget about hydrating yourself).
If you read all the way, congratulations! I hope this was insightful and if you want any more advice on what to pack or where to go then just email me or leave a comment.
Ciao for now, stay flossy everyone.