Friday, October 8

mile 3854 - 4125

"Bright light city gonna set my soul, gonna set my soul on fire."

That is how I psych myself up for Vegas. (Do you think anyone ever told Elvis just how goofy he looked?) I was going to skip it altogether, but my mom kind of likes to gamble. She'll probably get mad at me for proclaiming that to the interworld, but it's true.

We left L.A. quite early because we had a prearrange engagement* to attend. I don't want to ruin the surprise so I'll tell you in a minute.

I was actually feeling pretty good about this trip because when we stopped for gas, Mom bought some lottery tickets (her method of psyching us up) and I won four dollars! If that's not a good omen, I don't know what is.

This picture tk. I don't have the proper supplies to upload it right now.

Fast forward to cruising down The Strip. As much as I hate it, I get a big kick out of it. If "over the top" had an entry in the dictionary, The Strip would be the definition.


We started at Harrah's where the Jubilee Theatre is. Why did we need to be where the Jubilee Theatre was? Because we were going to *The Price Is Right Live. Okay, so we might have been more excited than necessary before we realized it wasn't the real Price Is Right. But the games were the same and we were registered to be contestants. I was sure my good luck would carry me to the Showcase Showdown. It didn't. But it was still an incredibly funny experience. Especially the part afterward when we stood on line to get our picture taken with the host (the guy who used to do Supermarket Sweep), the announcer, and the models. In our name tags!

Super Market Sweep guy in the middle!

On a side note, we hit the slots for a little while before the show and I turned twenty bucks into fifty. I should have stopped there.

A lame piece of bright light city.

View from our room. (The other building is the Wynn.)

We checked into our hotel/casino, The Palazzo, and hit the floor again. I tried all the machines with my favorite animals: Glitter Kitty, Go Fish, Moolah. (There was not a dinosaur game.) My loses were not significant, but my gains were zilch.

The Venetian. Posers.

We also played the fun game where you walk down The Strip and go into the different casino and gamble five dollars at each one. The winner (the one who makes it last the longest or doesn't lose it) gets to choose the next casino. Store that idea in your back pocket for the next time you're in Vegas.

Can't remember which casino this was a part of

Once is enough and that was my second time. If there has to be a third time, I'm going to Mandalay Bay to see the Shark Reef Aquarium.

A few more pics here.

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