A Little Less Conversation, A Little More Money!
100 degrees changing a tire, bless his heart.
The flight was 4 hours late and the canteen food and drinks were absolutely horrid. We both said " Now our luck is really gonna happen!"
We get to the hotel/casino and find our appetites were enournous but the 24 hour cafe in the hotel was closed for renovation. Yup, we said it again. We ate at the food court McDonalds. Hmmmm.
This was the glass work done by a famous artist whose name escapes me now. It was in the 100x50 foot skylight of the atrium in the entrance to the Bellagio. Magnificant! My pics don't do any justice.
Our quick trip to Fremont street....and no luck at the slots or roulette.
After our meal at Emeril's Fish House in the MGM. The food and wine was superb and I drank mine as well as Jim's tailings, which led me to forget the entire Howie Mandel set we went to right after dinner. Naughty me.
The view from our hotel, the Monte Carlo below. I recommend this hotel for the swimming pool with it's humongous football container drinks and lovely casino, Blackstone Steakhouse and the Pub microbrewery, but NOT, I repeat, NOT for the thick walls. From 1 to 4 at night the raccous Mexican American ladies next door were hootin and hollerin in Spanish. I know, I know, what were we doing trying to sleep. At the crack of light each morning the jack hammers started in the lot down below. We needed to sleep sometime!
The flight home was uneventful and dozey, except for the 30 pics from Nevada to Missouri. I love to fly and never get tired of the view.
I think it will be a while before we go back to Vegas. I have to do some $ planning. I have to re-open my kid's college fund first. So, maybe we'll turn our sights on the eastern side of the country next. Anyone care for some charasmatic house guests?!
posted by Unknown at 4:09 PM
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Everyone I know who goes to Vegas claims to come back a winner or a break-even.
I wonder where they get the money to build all that stuff?
iamnot, last time Jim and I did fairly well bringing home more than what we went with for gambling.
I know, I know. It can't appen every time.
Have you ever been?
If you came east, you would have to stay with me and I would find a blueberry martini recipe. I'm 20 minutes from Annapolis, 20 from DC, 40 from Baltimore.
The glass artist is Chihuly. Wasn't that pretty? and the fountains too.
The blow-out was a bad way to start out...overall, I think your luck is as good as mine.
I'm glad you had a good time...even with the hootin' and hollerin'...
Thanks for the comments today...I was thinking GWAR...wedding....wedding...GWAR...I'm not a fan of theirs but it would have been far more interesting than where I was!
I'm glad you had fun and welcome back.
I'd welcome you to St. Louis, but there's absolutely NOTHING to do here. This town really sucks.
Except for the arch and the Anheuser Busch brewery. Otherwise, totally sucks.
Hey Beth glad to here you and Jim had a good time.
But you never should have taken that picture on the plan......
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Tim
Welcome home. Sorry about the luck.
Much obliged for the invite, CG. I think that would be a fab trip. And yes, it was breath-taking to see the ceiling filled with those gorgeous glass scultures. The dancing waters gave me goosebumps, yes. We missed the inside ones.
Thanks for the visit, otis. Your stuff cracks me up.
Dave, I have found St Louis full of cool stuff, even from a long way back. That would be a good post by itself.
Tim, hi and thanks for the heads up. So far, no government types have been at my door. Wish me luck there.
Thanks Lorraine. What? No invite?!
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