✈️ Third Time’s the Charm: Back to Vegas Again
By now, flying to Las Vegas feels less like a getaway and more like hopping over to a neighboring city. This marks our third trip to Sin City just this year—and honestly, the novelty has started to blur into routine. The airport terminals, the boarding gates, even the idle moments spent people-watching with my husband—they’re all becoming familiar snapshots in our travel story.
This particular trip was a spontaneous one, a last-minute decision that somehow loops back to our second visit earlier this month. There’s a story behind it, one I’ll share in more detail soon. For now, I’m sitting with the déjà vu of it all—same destination but different airport, same quiet anticipation but more prepared, and last but not the least same nonchalant selfies of us waiting to board.
Vegas, we meet again. 🛫✨
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