Day 5 came to a close and Vegas got less attractive. The rainy sky and the influx of fat, slobby Americans don't wear well on her. I wasn't sad to divorce her either: she took my money and I was more than tired of her antics.
There wasn't much to do on our last day. We traipsed around in the rain and concluded that it would be best to head inside. So believe it or not we went to a movie in a Vegas. The four of us took in the latest installment of Indiana Jones for $7.50 a pop. Believe me, I wished I would have taken that $7.50 and gambled it away or had a double-double, fries and chocolate shake from you-know-where. If you haven't seen the movie yet, DON'T. George and Steven were better off to end gracefully with Sir Connery. They didn't call it the "Last Crusade" for no reason. If you must know what was so awful about the Crystal Kingdom, I have one word: aliens (and not the Sigourney Weaver/Ridley Scott type).
As a result of the rain and the lack of adventure, there aren't any new photos. Not much to see on our final day. We all made the most of our last nite on the town though. All in all it was a fantastic trip and a wonderful respite from our daily routines.
Now, on to our bloated work inboxes!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Day 4 - A Dam Fine View
Day 4 was dedicated to acting like a true tourist. So in true tourist fashion we packed up in the RAV4 and headed out on the road. Destination: Hoover Dam and Red Rock Canyon.
While the Hoover Dam was rather spectacular in size and scope, it seems somewhat useless considering the decline in natural water resources that fuel Sin City. Lake Meade's water line has drastically receded as you can perhaps tell from some of my photos. If there was ever a naysayer that said Las Vegas was not the desert, by the looks of the diminishing water, it certainly will be the desert shortly. The funniest moment of the trip may have come while at the dam: an old, labeled (think Burberry), Asian woman chasing around a yelpy, disobedient Pomeranian. I wish I would have had the foresight to record some video of the moment.
We piled back into the car and drove the complete opposite way to Red Rock Canyon. I was a bit skeptical about how "red" the canyon might be but I've got to say it was staggering. By the time we reached the canyon, the weather was changing drastically as well. We also got our first taste of cool, rainy Nevada air, which by Vegas standards is like a triple 7 jackpot: an anomaly.
After the tourism was out of our system we geared up for what was to be the highlight of the trip: the Beatles Love show at the Mirage. And for all that you may or may not have heard, the show was worth every penny and moment. It was amazing and spectacular and (fill in extremely positive adjective)! The music and acrobatics were soooo great. So much to see. So wonderful!
While the Hoover Dam was rather spectacular in size and scope, it seems somewhat useless considering the decline in natural water resources that fuel Sin City. Lake Meade's water line has drastically receded as you can perhaps tell from some of my photos. If there was ever a naysayer that said Las Vegas was not the desert, by the looks of the diminishing water, it certainly will be the desert shortly. The funniest moment of the trip may have come while at the dam: an old, labeled (think Burberry), Asian woman chasing around a yelpy, disobedient Pomeranian. I wish I would have had the foresight to record some video of the moment.
We piled back into the car and drove the complete opposite way to Red Rock Canyon. I was a bit skeptical about how "red" the canyon might be but I've got to say it was staggering. By the time we reached the canyon, the weather was changing drastically as well. We also got our first taste of cool, rainy Nevada air, which by Vegas standards is like a triple 7 jackpot: an anomaly.
After the tourism was out of our system we geared up for what was to be the highlight of the trip: the Beatles Love show at the Mirage. And for all that you may or may not have heard, the show was worth every penny and moment. It was amazing and spectacular and (fill in extremely positive adjective)! The music and acrobatics were soooo great. So much to see. So wonderful!
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Day 3 - Fremont St...Where nothing's really free
Day 3 was a rather uneventful one. After checking out of the Hilton we moved up strip to the prime real estate that is the Monte Carlo. Megan and Mom relaxed poolside with what 'rays were available while Dad and I learned how crappy Craps could be. We got a crash course in when not to bet and why when a seven shows up you can win and lose. After class I lost the fastest 40 bucks in Vegas since my last trip in December '07 at a single deck Blackjack table (I learned back then that the sports book was the place to win).
Later that evening we all headed out to Fremont St. where, according to the Harry Shearer narrated infochannel, Vegas all started. Mom and Dad were clamoring to get there. Needless to say, it was old and gold and the waitresses were golden girls too (eww). The street itself had a canopy the entire length of two blocks that turned out to be an LCD screen (sponsored by LG of course). The "show" consisted of images flashed across the LCD lights every half hour. If you talk to Scottie too hottie, he'll tell you its one of the finer sights of Vegas. Well, we haven't been to Beatles Love yet now have we?
Later that evening we all headed out to Fremont St. where, according to the Harry Shearer narrated infochannel, Vegas all started. Mom and Dad were clamoring to get there. Needless to say, it was old and gold and the waitresses were golden girls too (eww). The street itself had a canopy the entire length of two blocks that turned out to be an LCD screen (sponsored by LG of course). The "show" consisted of images flashed across the LCD lights every half hour. If you talk to Scottie too hottie, he'll tell you its one of the finer sights of Vegas. Well, we haven't been to Beatles Love yet now have we?
Day 2 - Reversal of Fortune
Day 2 plans were to reside next to the pool and soak in some rays. I don't have many photos but you can imagine a pool, some palm trees, the sun and a Butterfield family biker.
Dad's long lost cousin (BR- You know him) stopped by the hotel while we were soaking it in to chat poolside about life, all things Butterfield to him and many, many other opinions ranging from "lobsters" (sun-burned tourists) to the best shows on the strip. To say he's a character does no justice and we all agreed photos of the hours spent conversing in the windy, but still hot afternoon, would have been a blog treat.
For dinner we headed off-strip to the Rio for some seafood. Scottie Too Hottie was downin' crab legs like they were french fries. He needed the energy though to pull off the royal flush on video poker at Bill's Saloon which was the high-point of the night apart from the crab legs themselves and yes, ANOTHER trip to In-N-Out for Slim here. That's right, I'm two for two on burgers and shakes. At this point it seems, I may be better off to gamble with my health than my wealth. Pictures of night 2 on the strip to follow.
Dad's long lost cousin (BR- You know him) stopped by the hotel while we were soaking it in to chat poolside about life, all things Butterfield to him and many, many other opinions ranging from "lobsters" (sun-burned tourists) to the best shows on the strip. To say he's a character does no justice and we all agreed photos of the hours spent conversing in the windy, but still hot afternoon, would have been a blog treat.
For dinner we headed off-strip to the Rio for some seafood. Scottie Too Hottie was downin' crab legs like they were french fries. He needed the energy though to pull off the royal flush on video poker at Bill's Saloon which was the high-point of the night apart from the crab legs themselves and yes, ANOTHER trip to In-N-Out for Slim here. That's right, I'm two for two on burgers and shakes. At this point it seems, I may be better off to gamble with my health than my wealth. Pictures of night 2 on the strip to follow.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Day 1 - A New Record
Day 1 - Megan's Vegas was showing. Mom and Dad rolled into C'ville and we hit the road in a broke-ass stretch to the airport. Still not a bad way to spend a Monday outside of the office. After stripping down naked to get thru security, the airport was uneventful.
Once on our way as we made our crow-fly approach to Las Vegas, our pilot (who sounded exactly like that bratty student at the beginning of Young Frankenstein) proved his skills that he was a better tour guide of the aerial views of the Grand Canyon than a pilot. Due to the heat that we'd heard so much about, the turbulence set in, pummeling the plane like an old Vegas-native taking out years of gambling losses on a disobedient, floor-pissing mutt. I about lost my lunch due to the motion sickness I'd only last experienced stalking aliens in N64's Perfect Dark.
When is the last time you checked what 107 degrees felt like? Well, at least it doesn't melt silicone...If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was naturally occurring. So the heat's a record. Last time they felt this hot and dry was 1904 and I don't think the term carbon footprint existed.
To beat the heat in our RAV4, we hit none other than In-N-Out. Talk about stop over in the desert for servicemen and women, it was about as good as it gets. Chocolate shake and fresh-cut fries puts you in the mood to...lose money. We headed for our Hilton diggs, lost some money and soaked up the heat. Not a bad day for Megan's first time to Vegas. More sights to come.
Once on our way as we made our crow-fly approach to Las Vegas, our pilot (who sounded exactly like that bratty student at the beginning of Young Frankenstein) proved his skills that he was a better tour guide of the aerial views of the Grand Canyon than a pilot. Due to the heat that we'd heard so much about, the turbulence set in, pummeling the plane like an old Vegas-native taking out years of gambling losses on a disobedient, floor-pissing mutt. I about lost my lunch due to the motion sickness I'd only last experienced stalking aliens in N64's Perfect Dark.
When is the last time you checked what 107 degrees felt like? Well, at least it doesn't melt silicone...If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was naturally occurring. So the heat's a record. Last time they felt this hot and dry was 1904 and I don't think the term carbon footprint existed.
To beat the heat in our RAV4, we hit none other than In-N-Out. Talk about stop over in the desert for servicemen and women, it was about as good as it gets. Chocolate shake and fresh-cut fries puts you in the mood to...lose money. We headed for our Hilton diggs, lost some money and soaked up the heat. Not a bad day for Megan's first time to Vegas. More sights to come.
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