Vegas didn't disappoint. I've been to Vegas more times than I should probably admit. I mean it isn't my favorite place on earth, but I go each time I get the chance because the more Vegas stays the same, the more it changes.
It was a virginal Vegas experience for 3 of the people in my group, so being the people pleaser that I would like to think that I am, I didn't make any special plans (for myself) for this particular trip. I just decided that I'd leave myself open to whatever the cosmos deemed appropriate.
Friday night we arrived at The Paris Hotel (my favorite cheap Vegas Hotel) earlier than scheduled. Can I say, go Southwest Airlines? I had Sexy Pomme Frites (seriously, that is what they were called on the menu) and a glass of Riesling for dinner. I went back to my room, unpacked and went to bed.
Saturday morning, I got up and watched the sun rise, showered and then left to meet the birthday girl at The Bellagio for a champagne brunch. On the way to The Bellagio, I ran smack dab into the my very first frenzy. It was complete with the lights, the camera flashes, the shoving and pushing of the crowd, the hysteria and a few very serious men in black suits. Of course I was completely annoyed until I heard someone say, "Can you believe Barack Obama is having breakfast in the Paris?" Yes! Barack Obama was in the hotel. He was there to greet folks at the Buffet and to thank Nevada Caucusers. OK, I will just say that Obama's smile is nicer in person. What a charismatic man! I hope I don't get stoned for this, but the Pesto Mashed Potatoes and the entire bottle of champagne (yes, by myself) are the only things I remember about brunch.
After brunch, I decided that I needed to walk off my Obama and champagne buzz. While in line at checkout counter inside Jean Philippe's Patisserie, a very nice lady gave me 3 huge oatmeal cookies (oh my God were they good) and a Hillary for President sticker. She said that the only way I could show my thanks for the cookies was to come to Planet Hollywood and listen to Hillary's victory speech. I really, really considered going, but then I saw how quickly everyone cleared out of Jean Philippe's to go over to Planet Hollywood. I had dark chocolate covered pretzel sticks instead.
Saturday night, I returned to The Bellagio. The Birthday Girl wanted dinner at Sensei. I had really decadent piece of trout with brown sugar crust and another glass of Riesling.
Sunday morning, one of the Vegas Virgins asked me if I wanted to go running. I ended up running (OK jogging) 10 miles of the strip. I know, can you believe it? I usually only run if a dog is chasing me. I did 10 miles...without stopping. Go me! After the jog. I headed to MGM Grand for lunch. Upon entering the lobby, I noticed that the lobby was absolutely swarming with girls. They were all between 9-12 years old. They were all dressed in pink and black. I will admit, I took the bait. I asked one of the few adults that I saw what was going on. I was kindly informed (it was more like a 'duh' lady) that Miley Cyrus was in the house. Yup, Ms. Hannah Montana herself was in the hotel, she had a concert later that night. What amazed me was that so many of the girls were lined up and ready to attend the show, but it was just the middle of the afternoon.
I guess now that I think about it, I am no different than they were. The girls were blinded by star light, just as I was the day before.
Sunday morning, one of the Vegas Virgins asked me if I wanted to go running. I ended up running (OK jogging) 10 miles of the strip. I know, can you believe it? I usually only run if a dog is chasing me. I did 10 miles...without stopping. Go me! After the jog. I headed to MGM Grand for lunch. Upon entering the lobby, I noticed that the lobby was absolutely swarming with girls. They were all between 9-12 years old. They were all dressed in pink and black. I will admit, I took the bait. I asked one of the few adults that I saw what was going on. I was kindly informed (it was more like a 'duh' lady) that Miley Cyrus was in the house. Yup, Ms. Hannah Montana herself was in the hotel, she had a concert later that night. What amazed me was that so many of the girls were lined up and ready to attend the show, but it was just the middle of the afternoon.
I guess now that I think about it, I am no different than they were. The girls were blinded by star light, just as I was the day before.
By the way, I'd like to thank the staff at the Mandara Spa (especially Eddie) http://www.harrahs.com/casinos/paris-las-vegas/casino-misc/spa-detail.html for making that dead weight feeling in my legs go away. You guys rock!
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I still haven't made up my mind regarding who will get my vote (it will definitely be a democrat, but it is amazing to have a woman and a black man as real candidates on the ballot - in my life time.
Michelle
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