LOL - labug, it's funny how you know that would be a 180 without ever having met me in person I generally try to ignore/avoid the street performers. A woman did take a picture of me when I was on the new observation wheel on the Strip because I was "too cute to not have a picture taken," apparently! I did post that one to fb and got comments about it, as well as some other pictures of the strip and of food (I like to take pictures of good-looking food!). My "core" people (the ones who know about H and I and are very supportive) liked all of my pics and commented on them, so I felt like I was sharing the experience with them even though they weren't there.
Overall: GREAT trip! No regrets. Well, besides not putting on enough sunscreen at the pool, and maybe eating and drinking a bit too much. My skin, tummy, and feet are not feeling so great - I vow to only drink water and eat only vegetables and fruit for the next few days I saw Blue Man Group and the new Cirque de Soleil show, Zarkana. The second one highlighted the perks of traveling solo - I paid for a balcony seat but was placed in the second row when I picked up my ticket because there was a single spot to fill! Ate at some buffets, had drinks by the pool, went to happy hour, walked around, shopped for kitschy stuff, did the CSI Experience (I solved my crime, btw!) saw the Bellagio fountains. Rarely did I feel out of place by myself or lonely. There were a couple of people that pointed out that fact to me ("Where are your friends? Why are you here alone??") but I just ignored them I found that if you strike up a conversation with someone at the bar or the pool, they'll talk back, and the conversations are always interesting.
vossy - yes, it was very curious that he came out of the woodwork for a bit! I will admit I feel a little hopeful that he noticed what I was doing and wished me well... though I don't want to get my hopes or expectations up too much.
I only cried once during the trip (which doesn't sound like much of a goal, but I kinda thought it'd happen more often!). One of the mornings my mom texted me to let me know H's grandfather's obituary was in the paper. He died last week Friday. On the positive side, I was listed as H's wife in the "survived by" section, though that may not mean anything beyond H hasn't told extended family on that side what's going on. What made me sad was that H did not send me anything about it or let me know that it happened. I'm trying not to think too much of it, because to be honest, I don't know that H even thought it was important, much less important enough to share. H's immediate family and those grandparents are estranged - they weren't invited to our wedding, I never went to a family function with them, and they were basically a non-entity in H's life. But it still hurts that he didn't think to share something important like that with me. I texted him to let him know I heard and that I was sorry. He wrote back thanks, that he appreciated the thought, but that he wasn't all that affected by it because his grandfatehr "didn't really mean anything to him." Even though it wasn't important to him, it's a reminder to me of how the more time passes, the more moments and milestones we're missing out on in each other's lives that we can't get back if we were to R - I feel like there has to come a point where it will just be too much to overcome.
Me:30 H:29, no kids T:12, M:4 (when D was final) 12/13: "Don't think I want to be M anymore" 6/14: Separated (I move) 1/15: H filed for D 5/15: D final