There are a lot of great reasons for traveling solo to Las Vegas. But that doesn’t mean I can’t see the appeal of traveling with a friend or a group once in awhile. After all, we’ve all heard the expression “There’s safety in numbers.” Some things, like getting drunk, just aren’t safe for a woman to do when she’s traveling alone. Wandering off the beaten path at night when you’re alone isn’t a great idea, either.
But my reasons for occasionally wishing for a travel companion or two has little to do with safety. It’s my perception of whether or not an activity would be fun if done alone. There are a handful of things I haven’t done in Vegas, even though I would love to, because I just don’t want to do them alone. What are they?
Go on a Gondola Ride at the Venetian
One of my favorite activities in Las Vegas is visiting the Canal Shoppes at the Venetian and leaning against the railing (with all the other tourists) to watch the gondolas glide lazily up and down the fake canals of fake Venice. The gondoliers sing so beautifully, I could listen to them all day. It really transports me in my mind to Venice. I’d love to go for a ride myself just to say I had, but it’s one of those things I would feel very self-conscious doing by myself. There’s only one way I would do this: With a significant other.
Cruising down the Strip in a stretch limo
Picture yourself and a group of friends cruising down the Strip at night in the back of a black stretch limo, cocktails in hand, laughing, listening to music and having a great time in the heart of the neon landscape. Now picture yourself sitting alone in the back of a stretch limo with your drink in your hand and nobody but the driver to talk to. It’s a pathetic picture, isn’t it? That’s why I haven’t done it.
Going to a male strip show
It’s not that I really feel the need to see half-dressed men with waxed chests, okay? But when I was younger, some friends and I used to go to strip clubs (where they have male and female strippers) up in Canada. It was a hoot–lots of drinking, lots of laughs, lots of embarrassment. And here’s Las Vegas, with all its male strip shows, and I haven’t even considered going to one. That’s the kind of thing that’s better with a bunch of girlfriends, possibly for a bachelorette party or a milestone birthday. A woman going to a show like this alone is like a cry for help.
Rick’s Tasting Game at rm Seafood
I have been dying to try this, but there’s no way I could do it alone. Rick’s Tasting Game is a blind tasting challenge where you sample 16 creative flavors of ice cream and try to guess what each flavor is. (And by “creative,” I mean really nutty, like parsley-flavored ice cream.) If you guess them all, you get it for free. If not, it’s $18. The price isn’t prohibitive, but it seems a shame to waste so much ice cream and there’s no way I could finish all 16 flavors by myself. This sounds more like a team sport to me.
KISS Monster Mini Golf
This hasn’t even been open long enough for me to try on one of my trips, but since I was a huge KISS fan growing up and I do love miniature golf, I would love to play a round here. Every summer, I used to take my nieces to the local putt putt when they came to visit. Now that they’re older and don’t come to visit as often, I have no one to play mini-golf with! And somehow I just can’t see myself playing 18 holes by myself. Part of the fun of miniature golf is the competition and comparing your score with everyone else.
The Hofbrauhaus, located across the street from the Hard Rock Hotel (off Strip), is a replica of a German beer hall, complete with a live band playing traditional beer hall music. It has the potential to be a ton of kitschy fun, the kind of place most of us don’t have back home. Sitting around a long table with a group of friends, steins of frothy beer in our hands, and all the wienerschnitzel we can eat sounds like a good time. Sitting alone at the same long table with a bunch of strangers. . .not so much. I’ll pass.
So there you have it, the things I’d rather not do alone in Las Vegas. It’s a pretty small list when you think about it, which means most of what Las Vegas has to offer is enjoyable when you’re traveling solo. (Why do you think I go back every year?) And the freedom I have as a solo traveler is a pretty fair trade-off. Still. . .I wouldn’t mind having the opportunity to cruise down the Strip in a stretch limo one of these days.
How about you? What are some Vegas activities you’d never consider doing alone?