(First I was going to make a punctuation joke about
the difference between "Vegas Baby!" and "Vegas, baby!" But I decided
to spare you all. You're welcome.)
We went
there! The Wife has actually already blogged quite amusingly and
thoroughly about our visit to Sin City, but I wanted to document it here
a little too (but you should look at
hers, it has more and more interesting information than mine).
Several
months ago when Southwest was having a big sale on airfare, we just
felt like we should take more advantage of it than we already did
(details to follow). The Wife had never been to Vegas, and expressed
some interest in seeing this famous locale at some point, beyond driving
by the strip on our various treks down to Anaheim, so we looked up and
bought some crazy cheap plane tickets for a mid-September getaway. The
time crept by and finally we were booking a hotel and getting ready for a
fun whirlwind weekend.
We left early Saturday morning,
and after a series of unfortunate events, um, learned what happens when
you miss your flight (if I ever take the right exit to Diamond Parking,
it will be a miracle to me), but made it to Nevada just a few hours
later than we planned. We took a shuttle to the
fabulous Luxor hotel, where we were immediately descended upon by who we later discovered were timeshare presentation
hagglers recruits. We walked away with an appointment to spend a few hours at a nearby resort and a promise of
extremely discounted tickets to local attractions, well aware of what we were getting into, and quite determined to turn down their
demands
offers. It took longer than we expected, and our dude was very pushy
(and the resort basically looked like a hotel, nothing extravagant or
anything), but we stuck to our guns, and I learned that Julie is quite
skilled at the whole "just say no" thing when faced with vexing,
condescending salespeople. I sometimes try to be nice, but there comes a
time when you're just bored and annoyed, and really, insults are NOT
the way to sell us things. So we went on our way with free lunch and
discounted stuff and a busload of people laughing together about how we
all just came for the bribes and no one really seemed to buy (contrary
to our salesman's insistence that
everyone in the room was
buying). So, after this enlightening and instructive experience, we
were free to
spend the next couple of days as we saw fit in this location of
interesting things to see and do. And then we also spent the rest of
the weekend avoiding those annoying pests whenever they tried to lure us
in with their hooks and bribes. Luckily there was plenty of hotel to
look at instead:
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| The lay o' the land. This was right outside our hotel room. |
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| Photobomb! |
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| It was so hot, and at this moment, SO bright. I couldn't even open mine eyes. |
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| "Did you get it??" |
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| "Good, let's GET OUT OF HERE!!!" |
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| Julie noticed one foot should have been a little forward, as she demonstrated here. |
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| We were in the pyramid. Just look at that slanting wall! |
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| Authentic Egyptian decor. |
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| Great view. |
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| Just enjoying the fine artwork. |
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| Like we do. |
It didn't take long for Julie to get the idea of what
the Strip really is, but it was good for her to see and experience it
all for herself, and for us to share a nice weekend together (and we
often wondered, as we saw families with SMALL children in strollers...
why in the world would you take such little kids on vacation to Vegas?
What is even there for them?). I asked Julie on the way to the airport
what she was looking forward to/hoping to experience in three words, and
she said fish, food and fun. And we found all those things! We liked
looking around at the pyramid-shaped hotel and all the other interesting
resorts on the Strip (skilfully avoiding eye contact with the poor saps
who were employed literally handing free porn out to anyone and
everyone who passes by... seriously, no matter how many times I go
there, I'm always surprised at what is staring right at you from the
very street). Thanks to our timeshare experience, we were able to go to
Excalibur's Tournament of Kings after all, which we had decided against
since it's normally so expensive. Though I have often heard of these
sorts of Medieval Times sorts of things, this was my first time seeing
one, and it was pretty darn dorky, but you get into it and it's fun and
the food is great and the entertainment is amusing (though the
accents/lip-syncing are terrible). We were in the Dragon section, so we
cheered for the bad guy.
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| Ah yes, that
grand and magical sword, Excalibu. (Props to The Wife for skilfully
cropping out the smutty fellows right below this perfectly
family-friendly ad.) |
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| Taking pictures was FORBIDDEN, but they said we could take some after, though the cast didn't come out as promised. |
The next day, again thanks to the
timeshare experience, we visited the pretty neat aquarium at the
Mandalay Bay resort. It's small, but has a lot of neat things,
including a pretty impressive shark exhibit (hence its name).
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| OMGoondess guyz a dragon |
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| These lizards had no shame about being snuggly in front of guests. |
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| Look at the sea creatures! |
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| Her lifelong dream of going through an aquarium tunnel has come true. |
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| Sharks swimming on the 'bove! |
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| I was entranced by the jellies! The little plaque said I would. |
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| We touched some rays. |
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| It was like a sunken ship! |
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| My feet were tired. |
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| This girl loves trying on funny hats. |
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| This girl also loves aquariums. |
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| Time for some jumping pictures! |
Oh
yes, and food. We had to try a buffet, but then we discovered our
hotel (the buffet at which was appropriately called MORE) had a deal
going with the Excalibur next door that you could pay one price for
unlimited foods at buffets for both hotels. So we did this. And
visited both buffets for each meal. Which means we basically ate at six
buffets in one day. It was
excellent. It was funny how our
portions sort of shrunk with each visit, but it was fun to try little
bits of lots of different things and compare and contrast.
So
we spent the rest of our time walking up and down the Strip to see the
lights and resorts (which would get old pretty fast due to crowds and
heat and well-designed maze-like paths, calculated to make you lose all
track of time and direction and therefore spend more time, and therefore
money, in casinos and shops), doing some shopping of our own (where I
bought my very own Survivor buff!!! XD), hanging out in our hotel room
(where we learned that Drew Peterson is SO totally guilty), and swimming
in the fancy pool (though not as fancy as you might expect).
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| Just happy to be here. |
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| It's almost just like the real thing! (Almost.) |
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| Also almost just like the real thing! (Which we'll see for ourselves in a couple weeks...) |
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| There are some pretty fancy shopping malls here. |
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| Our shopping goal was to find both H&Ms, and we definitely did. This one was much bigger than the other one. |
We also finally saw the fountains at the
Bellagio! It was pretty cool, but I really expected it to last a little
longer (it was only one song at a time, we saw the water dancing to
"One" from A Chorus Line).
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| What a jaunty angle my hat is sitting at. |
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| ... singular sensation... |
AND,
I also learned that I can't leave my wife alone for two minutes without
worrying that some dude is going to try to make some moves on her.
Seriously, this happened twice.
There's that whole
"what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" thing, but I don't think that's
really true. I think it's much more like 1) What happens in Vegas
doesn't stay in Vegas, because there's the internet and stuff, and
someone will find out what you've been up to, or 2) What happens in
Vegas SHOULD stay in Vegas, because YIKES.
(This turned out pretty long after all. Well, that's what I do, alas. Visit The Wife's blog anyway! She's funny.)
