Tuesday 27 July 2010

Always read your flight itinerary very carefully. A word to the wise.

Friday July 9, 2010

OK, it's the last day. A little anti-climactic after yesterday. We had no specific plans. Thought maybe we'd go back to Red Rocks to see if we could get rid of the rest of the burro carrots. Or maybe that I would play one game of blackjack for one of my friends. Maybe wander through the casinos again.

What I did decide to do was to go down to the pool in the morning before it got too hot. So, I packed up my book and my other stuff and went downstairs. Pool wasn't open yet. Grrr. There was a McDonalds in the hotel so I went and had a coffee and and Egg McMuffin and read the paper to kill some time. Didn't want to go back upstairs because Joel was still sleeping.

Joel had gone out into the hotel last night after we got home to see what was going on out there. Apparently, in Las Vegas, people get all dressed up and go out. To nightclubs. Or, to gamble. Strange. Who knew??? Certainly not I as I had been out all day. There was a nightclub in our hotel. LAX. Sounds fancy. I don't get nightclubs. I don't get this VIP business. I thought you had to be important to be a VIP, but it seems like you can call ahead and get on a VIP list and then all of a sudden, you are an important person? And what exactly is bottle service, anyway. Oh, the things I don't understand about the 21st Century. I was perfectly content providing my own bottle service in the olden days by walking up to the bar and getting my own beer. But, apparently, time marches on and things change. But I digress....

When it was 9:00 I went back to the pool. People were going in from the other side but no one had come to open the fence keeping us (me and a bunch of other idiots going swimming first thing in the morning) out. So we began to hop the fence and look for our perfect spot. Mine involved shade. Got my stuff and my chair and then I saw Joel coming across from the other side. I was surprised to see him but he thought he could handle the pool for a little while before it got too hot. Hopped into the pool. It was still really warm. Didn't have much opportunity to cool off overnight I suppose. Did you know that there is a VIP section for the pool too?? I still don't get it. You pay money to have a slightly higher quality chair so you can face it away from the rest of us peons and don't have to look at us while you suntan?? You can still hear us. We are right behind you....!!!

We went into one of the hot tubs and some guy came in there too a few minutes later. Do we look like people to whom you would like to tell your life's story and tell us things that we don't really think that we should know about you?? I guess so. This guy was here with his father and he was talking about being out the night before and having gone to see Carrot Top I think--why, I don't know. Carrot Top is not funny. And his dad just wanted to go to see the naked chicks at another show and then the guy got hit on by hookers and it just went on and on. I suggested that there were 8 bail bondsmen on Main St. if he ever needed them. He just kept talking about stuff.

I splurged on a couple of poolside beers in aluminium bottles. Mostly because I wanted to have a beer from an aluminium bottle. And they were really expensive. People bought bottles of beer in buckets from the bar. I can't imagine how much that cost. And, I wanted to have a beer in the morning just because I could.

It got pretty hot after a while and we had to be out of our room by 11 so we went upstairs to get organized.

I went out and took some pictures of pretend Egypt stuff. You think if I hang the pictures up in the classroom the kids would know they weren't really from Egypt? Fake hieroglyphics--they can't read them anyway.

Packed everything up and put our stuff in the car for the afternoon. The car didn't have to be back until the evening so it was easy that way. We decided that we would go and check out some of the other casinos that we hadn't seen yet. We went to the back of Paris Las Vegas and parked there. We went through Paris again, went outside and into The Venetian, wandered through all the shops and stuff and watched the gondolas. I thought there would be a big place out in the back where the gondolas would be--I mean, it looks pretty exotic in all the photos you see. But, there they were, right on the main street. You never see any of the main street in any of the pictures... Anyway, each ride was $16 per person or you could have a gondola ride for 2 for $64.00. I think I'll wait until I get to the real Venice.

We wandered through shops and shops and more shops and the occasional casino. We stopped and watched the Bellagio show a few times. Looked for a place to sit and relax for a while. That's harder to find than you might think. We did end up in Caesar's Palace again for a little while and found a little coffee shop where we could sit and read the paper for a while.

All in all it was a pretty boring day.

Our flight left at 11 something p.m. I kept telling Joel. So we took the car back in the evening--sometime around 8:00. Taking the car back was very easy. You just drive in and find the proper car dealer and there you go. At that point, I checked the paperwork to find the flight information. Oopsie, flight was leaving at 9:50. I was sure I had clicked the 11:00 flight. Oh well. Joel was not a happy camper. So we had to take the shuttle to the airport and then we had to get on a train and get to the right terminal. And then we had to go through security. While they were doing that, we heard the last call for boarding our flight--but it was still way early. I couldn't figure that out. So we ran to catch our flight. Fortunately Joel is a much better runner than I am--but I was carrying more stuff. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. But we caught the plane. Joel still wasn't thrilled. We did not speak about it.

The plane ride home was BRUTAL. I was trapped in the middle seat between Joel at the window and some guy who slept most of the way. All I did was fidget. My feet swelled up and I just needed to move. The sleeping guy got up once so I could walk around for a little while but it wasn't enough. Didn't sleep a bit and I think I kept Joel from sleeping too. While I was out of my seat the short person in front of me shoved her seat back so I had nowhere to put my knees. I hate flying. Not the flying but the squish factor. But, we went to Newark in order to get to Buffalo--I don't get that either but I'm not in charge of the airline industry. If I was, things would be different!!!

So, back to Buffalo by Saturday morning. We got home and I thought I would have a nap and then get up to watch the World Cup game. I didn't want to sleep too long because I figured I wouldn't sleep at all at night. So, I set my alarm, moved to the couch, turned on the game and made it through the first 10 minutes. Then conk, I was out again. Missed the whole game. Oh well.

All in all, it was a good trip. I liked the outside of the city stuff much better than the inside of the city stuff. I think I am more inclined to driving trips. That way, I can stop and start when I want to and I can stretch out if I need to. And, you can stop and smell the roses along the way.

I guess that's about it for now. I'll keep you posted on any further adventures, I know you can't wait!!

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