We landed and there were no other incidents (except they served the water in a stinky plastic cup, it tasted horrible.)
The minute I got off the plane I called and left a message for B to call me and let me know exactly what was going on. It went to voice mail, and I started to panic (I know I panic a lot) because she shouldn't have been on the plane yet if she got the 11:20. So I started to think that she didn't get the phone yet, J got stuck in some horrid traffic jam and now she wasn't going to get there until eight. Then I saw the text. She had gotten on the 10:30 flight. I was like how the heck did she do that? I didn't know, but I was happy she was only an hour behind.
So I only had enough time to lose a little bit of money before she arrived, and when she arrived it was like I was seeing my long lost sister or something. I was just so happy she had made it.
Everything went smooth from there. We got a limo to the hotel and we checked in with no problem. As an aside we stayed at probably the most expensive hotel on the strip and we waited a good half hour to check in. When we got there - there was only one person in front of us, and I had guessed that they had been there a while, but it still took over a half hour. We took maybe ten minutes, but that seemed long to me as well. I am used to - click click credit card your room is... thank you let us know if there is anything we can do for you. Five minutes is about right. So I don't know what took so long. Maybe because we were in a snooty hotel (which I probably won't stay at again.)
Our room was very nice, and the view was great, I immediately changed out of my stinky travel clothes and we headed down for lunch.
Now came the problem. What to eat while in this lively city. There was food everywhere, and the only thing I knew I was not going to do was do the buffet. Also, surprisingly a lot of the restaurants weren't open. We finally found a restaurant and it had a 45 minute wait, which was okay we went and lost some money.
I decided I needed a treat so we ordered flat bread (delicious) and I got salmon. I don't know if the salmon was 200 or 800 calories, but whatever it was it was delicious. But I wasn't worried because I hadn't eaten anything so I had calories, and hey we were in Las Vegas.
After the delicious meal we decided to scope out the casino and go check out Caesars. As I was walking through and I was totally amazed at how many women there had absolutely perfect bodies. In fact, all the women at the hotel were perfect. I started to think that such perfection was so abundant that I was in some futuristic sci-fi novel, where everybody was beautiful and nobody was ugly. Gets you wondering what that world would really be like if that was the case. Boring. I have always thought beauty is asymmetrical, these girls were just to symmetrical. To perfect.
We walked and played and lost money all along the way. I have been going to casinos for years now, and I have never been a winner. I did win once - I think the machine was broken-and I had been losing really bad, so I decided that I wasn't going to play for myself, but for someone else. If I came out ahead, I would give all my winnings to that person. So - I came out like $500 ahead so I gave my winnings away. I have never won since.
It got time for our first show, and we had determined that I was not a Davy Crockett (I got us lost so many times that we ended up walking over four miles to get to hotel next door-because well I am an idiot when it comes to buildings, I can find almost anywhere when I am out on an open road or street, but once in that building I can get lost in a straight corridor,) so we decided to take a cab to the show.
It was Believe. Believe it or not it was only mediocre, but we still had Donnie & Marie tomorrow which was the whole reason we went to Vegas, so we had the best to come.
The minute I got off the plane I called and left a message for B to call me and let me know exactly what was going on. It went to voice mail, and I started to panic (I know I panic a lot) because she shouldn't have been on the plane yet if she got the 11:20. So I started to think that she didn't get the phone yet, J got stuck in some horrid traffic jam and now she wasn't going to get there until eight. Then I saw the text. She had gotten on the 10:30 flight. I was like how the heck did she do that? I didn't know, but I was happy she was only an hour behind.
So I only had enough time to lose a little bit of money before she arrived, and when she arrived it was like I was seeing my long lost sister or something. I was just so happy she had made it.
Everything went smooth from there. We got a limo to the hotel and we checked in with no problem. As an aside we stayed at probably the most expensive hotel on the strip and we waited a good half hour to check in. When we got there - there was only one person in front of us, and I had guessed that they had been there a while, but it still took over a half hour. We took maybe ten minutes, but that seemed long to me as well. I am used to - click click credit card your room is... thank you let us know if there is anything we can do for you. Five minutes is about right. So I don't know what took so long. Maybe because we were in a snooty hotel (which I probably won't stay at again.)
Our room was very nice, and the view was great, I immediately changed out of my stinky travel clothes and we headed down for lunch.
Now came the problem. What to eat while in this lively city. There was food everywhere, and the only thing I knew I was not going to do was do the buffet. Also, surprisingly a lot of the restaurants weren't open. We finally found a restaurant and it had a 45 minute wait, which was okay we went and lost some money.
I decided I needed a treat so we ordered flat bread (delicious) and I got salmon. I don't know if the salmon was 200 or 800 calories, but whatever it was it was delicious. But I wasn't worried because I hadn't eaten anything so I had calories, and hey we were in Las Vegas.
After the delicious meal we decided to scope out the casino and go check out Caesars. As I was walking through and I was totally amazed at how many women there had absolutely perfect bodies. In fact, all the women at the hotel were perfect. I started to think that such perfection was so abundant that I was in some futuristic sci-fi novel, where everybody was beautiful and nobody was ugly. Gets you wondering what that world would really be like if that was the case. Boring. I have always thought beauty is asymmetrical, these girls were just to symmetrical. To perfect.
We walked and played and lost money all along the way. I have been going to casinos for years now, and I have never been a winner. I did win once - I think the machine was broken-and I had been losing really bad, so I decided that I wasn't going to play for myself, but for someone else. If I came out ahead, I would give all my winnings to that person. So - I came out like $500 ahead so I gave my winnings away. I have never won since.
It got time for our first show, and we had determined that I was not a Davy Crockett (I got us lost so many times that we ended up walking over four miles to get to hotel next door-because well I am an idiot when it comes to buildings, I can find almost anywhere when I am out on an open road or street, but once in that building I can get lost in a straight corridor,) so we decided to take a cab to the show.
It was Believe. Believe it or not it was only mediocre, but we still had Donnie & Marie tomorrow which was the whole reason we went to Vegas, so we had the best to come.
Boy T3, you've got a massive problem. While you won't get the Davey Crockett award, the TSH got the "anti-Daniel Boone" award ("I've never been lost, but i did take a few days to get my bearings").
ReplyDeleteTSH's father once drove 4 hours in Nevada swearing that the sun rose in the west. Thus, I can blame the gene pool.
I have no idea what "Believe" is - was that the magic show?
We need GPS watches!.