My week’s vacation shifts into actual “holiday” mode today, as I join my friends Matt and Diana for 3 days in Sin City. Ok, I have to say it...it’s fraking HOT. The temperature hit 116F...one degree short of the record for this time of you. Jennifer was right when she described being in Vegas like “living in a blow drier.” We’re staying at the Mirage, so we cab over, check in, then hit the buffet for brunch. Four plates of food later I’m ready for a nap...but the room’s not ready yet, so we wander. First stop: watching a white tiger from behind a very thick plexiglass wall. We step outside to make our way to Caesar’s. Did I mention it was hot? We while away the afternoon in air-conditioned luxury, clothes shopping. Got a couple of nice new shirts.
Red Square at Madalay Bay was our spot for pre-dinner refreshments. We had some lovely Vodka drinks, but no cuisine inspired us. We ended up at...
...New York New York it’s a Heck of a Loud place. Had a decent dinner and decent tequila at the Mexican place there. Finally, we end up at the Imperial Palace where Matt and Diana gambled. Me? I grew up in Las Vegas and Nevada, so gambling has zero interest for me. I bid them good night and head to my hotel room.
The temperature at midnight? 90F
Did I mention it was hot?