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December 21, 2006
Vegas!
Christy and I went to Las Vegas over the weekend. It was an amazing time, one that left my senses overloaded and my wallet underfilled. We did several things on the glitzy Vegas strip, including a trip to the top of the fake Eiffel Tower at Paris [which produced that slammin' picture of the Bellagio fountains seen above], a rollercoaster ride at New York New York, an indoor Gondola ride at the Venetian, and lots of expensive dinners. Christy shopped, I followed her around, and we saw everything there is to see. I saw a guy at the airport from Sam's Town, which happens to be the inspiration for what was supposed to be the greatest album in the past twenty years.
We saw a show called "Jubilee," which was a pageant of dance and song that happened to include topless dancers. But as Christy's mom is fond of saying, "you don't even notice they're topless!" Being a guy, I noticed. Either way, the show was very good. It opened with dance revues and carnival type acts, then told the story of Biblical hero Samson. Christy can tell you that the fellow playing Samson was about the nicest looking guy there. [Even moreso than me!] After other assorted acts, it then had a strange section about the sinking of the Titantic, which I faulted because it did not accurately depict the ship's sinking. We went to karaoke at another casino, and visited the wedding chapel at Caesar's.
Our home base was the Venetian, and let me tell you, that is a sexy hotel. Supposedly the best restaurant in America is there, as are many other great restaurants. One bakery had what I think was the best brownie I've ever tasted - it almost made my face melt, it was so good.
Our last day there was spent off the Strip, where we saw the seedy side of Vegas, with its closed down shops, $200 a month apartments, and wedding chapels in strip malls. But we did make a stop at the Little White Wedding Chapel, where we met a certain celebrity:
Our trip ended with a midnight flight home that didn't arrive until 6 am. Following a dreary cab ride in which I had to argue with the driver about how to get to my house, I slept until 2 in the afternoon.
Overall, it was a great time. Some complaints: everything costs money! The Venetian drove me nuts. We already paid some serious bank to stay at the place, but they charge $4 for a bottle of Coke, $4 to get a corkscrew, $10 a day for Internet, and $35 a day (!!!) to use the gym. Not cool, Venetian. Not cool.
Also, the weather sucked. As Reuben Tishkoff would say, you're in the middle of the fucking desert, yet it was 45 degrees during the day and 30 degrees at night. Deserts aren't supposed to get cold! Yes I know the Gobi Desert is cold, but go with me. I came there for warm weather, yet it was warmer in Chicago than it was in Vegas. Shame on you, Vegas weather!
entry no. 694
Posted by oz115 at December 21, 2006 05:09 PM