So, the weeks up to leaving for Vegas are rife with excitement and planning, the flight is full of stomach flips and jitters (not for fear of flying nor turbulence.) I research and I spend way to much time on the boards here. We even got a limo for the ride from the airport. Once I was in the limo, you'd think I'd be excited and everything, right?... No, I was at peace, it just felt like coming home after a long day. While that's probably what I needed, considering home stress and whatnot, but it wasn't what I expected. It was anti-climactic, just "Ok, we're here, cool." Anyone else get that?