Oh yeah. I forgot one other thing I learned on my trip to Vegas.

11. Taking a last minute and lackadaisical approach to packing the night before your trip could lead you to accidentally leave your neatly folded pile of clean underwear sitting on top of the dryer at home when it most definitely should be tucked into your little suitcase. Discovering this when you get to the hotel is a real drag. It's also extremely unfortunate when you can't manage, due to the agendas of the 11 other people around you, to get to a store (like VS, Macy's, etc.) with suitable replacements. Instead, you end up washing the same damn pair over and over again, while multiple members of your family helpfully suggest that you hoof it to the nearby Walgreens to see what they have in stock. I think I've noticed bras at the Walgreens by my house, so it's entirely possible that the one in Vegas had a pair of big cotton briefs waiting for me, but...Who wants to wear Walgreens granny panties in Vegas? Ugh!