Michael James met his wife’s challenge, so they both took to the air at Fremont Street Experience’s SlotZilla.
Back in April, my lovely wife and I spent six days in Las Vegas. Although we were there for me to bowl the USBC Open Championships (in which I bowled very well, thank you for asking) the bowling lasted only two days, leaving me lots of time for Las Vegas Experiences. After completing my bowling on Monday, April 24th (and after some delightful cocktails with a few friends at The Laundry Room), we decided to experience Slotzilla.
For a quick refresh, while my wife and I were in the midst of our weight loss journey, I had hit a spell where I had had enough and was really considering quitting the program. My wife (whose enjoyment of heights is expressed in this photo from our April 2016 trip) made an offer…
“If you can get down to 250 pounds before we leave in April, I will go on Slotzilla with you”. I don’t know if that offer did it for me, as much as the fact that my wife offered something that would terrify her seemed to motivate me!
So game day arrives, and we buy our tickets. Now in fairness, with me being a nice guy and all, I made numerous offers to my wife that we didn’t have to ride Slotzilla. I know her fear of falling from heights, and that she made the offer to encourage me. That was enough for me. I had gotten all the way down to 235 pounds, so her offer worked, and I was fine with not actually riding.
But she insisted, so we bought the tickets ($25 each for the “sitting” ride). We were a little disappointed, however, when we were informed that we would have to take off our glasses or else buy these designer eyeglass bands…
We did make it to the top, and once we were strapped in (the rigging on each of us was checked at least three times before it was our turn at the platform), we were ready to go.
Did you hear those blood-curdling screams? I wonder who made them. Well, maybe the purchased souvenir photos will offer a clue…
That is a mystery that may confound scholars for all time. However, in the end, we did conquer Slotzilla and had photographic evidence.
As an epilogue, after all of that, somehow my wife let me pick what was for dinner (long story, but it was after midnight, and we still hadn’t had dinner yet). Well, I’m when downtown after midnight, there really is only one option for dinner.
Author’s note: If you think that was exciting, feel free to read my entire trip report from my April 2017 trip here on the Vegas Message Board.
[Photos: Michael James, Melissa James, Glenn Schwandt | Video: Glenn Schwandt]