Las Vegas is Disneyland for adults. You can slip away into both anonymity and silliness within moments of arriving. You can stay up late and see shows your parents might not necessarily approve of. Las Vegas is all shock and awe and reminds me of being eighteen again – hazy though such memories are these days, four decades on.
Neither G nor I are gamblers and everytime we visit Las Vegas, we do the same thing. On our last day, with about an hour to go before heading to the airport, we head to the casino. We drop $20 each into a slot machine and – usually within five minutes – exit the casino nine times out of 10, $20 poorer. I am happy to report on this trip, we exited $5 richer. Woohoo!
1) Luxor; 2) the amenities at Mandarin Oriental
3) at turndown each night the staff bring roses; 4) moi prior to heading out to dinner
5) G prepares to head out too; 6) the staff leave orchids as well
7) the Dale Chihuly museum
8) the lobby at the Mandarin – this wall greets you as you exit into the the 23rd floor lobby; 9) home
10) New York, New York; 11) the Chandelier at the Cosmopolitan
12) The Crystals Mall; 13) looking down the strip
14) Mastro’s Ocean Club restaurant at the Crystals; 15) I know this woman!
16) inside the Crystals Mall; 17) big balls at Aria
18) Happy New Year!; 19) G heads to shop in Crystals
20) the dancing fountain at Bellagio; 21) taking a refreshment break at the Coke Store
22 & 23) where you can try different types of Coke products from around the world
24 & 25) more Coke tastings
26) the Venetian; 27) waiting for the monorail