So after a quick dinner and a few hours of relaxing, we are off to GhostBar at The Palms. Located at the 55th floor, it apparently has the biggest open air dance floor in Vegas. And you know what? I think they do. Tuesday night is the only night they allow dancing. Any other night, you'd have to abide by the sign in the bathroom that said, "Dancing at GhostBar is strictly prohibited." What are they gonna do? Call the fun police?! GhostBar's really cool. They have this plexi-glass floor that shows the side of the building all the way to the street. It was awesome. I finally got over my fear of walking over glass. It also helps if it's the only spot you can stand on since the place was packed! Also the view is breathtaking. The lights. The gaudy monstrosity of Harrah's...not so terrible from far away. But the view did remind me of how far we walked that morning. And for a hotdog. I am never going to do that ever again. Maybe for cake...
City Lights: 1
Blackmail pictures: 100s
Quote of the Night - from the bathrooms
Only one person per stall at a time.I wonder what they were referring to...hmm...
March 9 - Best food. Ever.
So what do you do when you know that you're going to a huge and expensive buffet that night? Walk the day away and eat very little. After a dose of Aleve, a glass of water and Starbucks coffee and danish, we are off for another day of casino hopping. We didn't really gamble as much but we did get to see the interiors of these buildings. Still the answer escapes me. Why do they have to make casinos so over-the-top? Everything is very Post Modern. It's scary. I guess I have to read Venturi's Learning from Las Vegas. (Yes, I just made an architecture-based comment. And yes, I will admit I am a dork.) Even after that. I will have to say that I do love the Bellagio. Very classy. I especially like the conservatory. Flower power. And of course who can forget the food. The food is to die for. Thank goodness we got there at the right time. 5 o'clock for dinner is such a good time especially if you don't want to wait in line to get inside. After (an average of) five plates of appetizers, entrees , and desserts, everyone left happy and content. I am moved to make a speech a la Justin. Bellagio, I would like to thank you for making my dessert dream come true. Then after another look at the fountains, we said goodbye to Lorenzo (who went back to VA for some job fair) and headed back to the hotel to rest a while. The night is still young.
So what do you do when you're up and ready to go but you find out that the club at your hotel isn't up to par? You go somewhere else, duh! Studio 54 plays disco (read: bad disco) music at 11pm. Even though you have your drink with you and you do have a good laugh at the expense of the funny/crazy people dancing, your brain is telling you to leave before the rhythm gets you. Aaaaah, run away from the insane big-haired dj lady! Leave your screwdriver and go. NOW! Where did we go? One of the few places that's open on Wednesday nights: Rumjungle at Mandalay Bay. So we headed for the Bay with heels on. Feet already numb from the previous day, I didn't really feel the pain. We danced for a while then when they switched dj's, we sat down and waited for good music. Lalala. Nothing for a while. Just admired the cool water wall. Danced for a bit. I quit after we made the second trip to the dance floor. I zombied out on the seats. (I know zombie isn't a verb...but I'm making it one starting today.)
Bellagio Fountains: 4
Quote of the Day - Jing at the Bellagio buffet
I wish I was pregnant.Quite possibly the quote of the trip.