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Vegas notes: the third day (the bad day)
Apr. 16th, 2003 09:09 amWoke up early this morning (about 7:14 or so) to set up the appointments for Mom's facial and massage (3:00 and 4:00 PM) and my massage (4:00 PM). Of course, they don't do cross-gender massages. Not that I'm afraid of a guy giving me a massage (It won't move, I assure you...), it's just I'd rather get a massage from a female than a male. Especially one who looked like the girl that gave my mom her facial...
After talking with the Oasis Spa to get everything scheduled, I tried to go back to sleep, but Vegas must put something in the air/water/etc. to keep people up. I was wide awake at 7 something AM after going to bed at about 4:15. After tossing and turning for about an hour, knowing that I had to pick up the tickets for O at the Bellagio some four hours before showtime, I asked mom if she would like to head over there this morning to do so. We agreed, and I got ready.
We first hit the Breakfast Buffet at the Luxor for some grub. I don't really care too much for buffets--I generally load up the first plate with a bunch of different things, mostly consisting of bread-laden items, and then I'm pretty much done with the buffet. I suppose I ate more than I usually do during weekend Brunch and Aprés Diem, so in effect, the buffet was more worth it than Diem is, but 1) I don't really go eat brunch much anymore, and 2) when I do, I hang out there for hours on end, so whatever.
Mom and I took a cab over to the Bellagio around 11:00 or so after we hit the room to grab our jackets. The first thing the cabbie said as we sped off was, "at least you can speak English..." The guy was a horrid bigot, spouting off on Asians and Mexicans and how they don't tip well at all. He then went off on how he has to drive around with "fags" (Siegfreid and Roy) on his cab, and the shit he takes for it. Whatever, Dude.
We hit the Bellagio for a player's club card and the show tickets. When we picked up the show tickets, I saw that our show was for 10:30 PM instead of 7:30, as I had originally thought. Make a note of this for later...
Mom and I walked back to the Luxor from the Bellagio (which for those of you who don't know, is about a 30-45 minute walk). On the way, I saw a sign on New York, New York: "Coming 2003...a more intimate encounter with Cirque du Soleil." The slightly blurred image showed what I believe was the profile of a breast. Hrmm... naked Cirque du Soleil? Nude contortionists? I'm a Cirque addict as it is...
When we got back to the Luxor, I hit the casino while mom again went to the room to hang out. I played some table games, dropped about sixty dollars, and ( then hit the poker room for a brief stint... )
I rested a bit in the room, and then mom and I went to the spa a bit early to enjoy the various amenities.
Naked men are not appetizing at all.
I'm pretty sure I fell asleep during my massage. I think I snored at one point, too. I know for a fact that I had one of those somatic groans/mumbles. I don't know why that should be embarrassing, but it was at the time.
After the massage, I went up to the room to rest a bit, and then met the gang in the lobby to head over to the Bellagio. We ate at Noodle, the high-brow Chinese restaurant there, and we all took off to gamble a bit. I hit the poker room, hoping to catch an Omaha Hi-Lo game, but when I hit the reception desk and asked what the games were, the attendant said "Omaha Hi-Lo $20-$40." Whoa, man. Too rich for my blood...
I shadowed Amy and Tony at the Three Card Poker table for a little bit, and ( then Mom and I hit Cirque... )
After the show, to avoid the huge line for the taxi, we took a bicycle cab back to the Luxor, and slept.
Total for third day: down about 120.
After talking with the Oasis Spa to get everything scheduled, I tried to go back to sleep, but Vegas must put something in the air/water/etc. to keep people up. I was wide awake at 7 something AM after going to bed at about 4:15. After tossing and turning for about an hour, knowing that I had to pick up the tickets for O at the Bellagio some four hours before showtime, I asked mom if she would like to head over there this morning to do so. We agreed, and I got ready.
We first hit the Breakfast Buffet at the Luxor for some grub. I don't really care too much for buffets--I generally load up the first plate with a bunch of different things, mostly consisting of bread-laden items, and then I'm pretty much done with the buffet. I suppose I ate more than I usually do during weekend Brunch and Aprés Diem, so in effect, the buffet was more worth it than Diem is, but 1) I don't really go eat brunch much anymore, and 2) when I do, I hang out there for hours on end, so whatever.
Mom and I took a cab over to the Bellagio around 11:00 or so after we hit the room to grab our jackets. The first thing the cabbie said as we sped off was, "at least you can speak English..." The guy was a horrid bigot, spouting off on Asians and Mexicans and how they don't tip well at all. He then went off on how he has to drive around with "fags" (Siegfreid and Roy) on his cab, and the shit he takes for it. Whatever, Dude.
We hit the Bellagio for a player's club card and the show tickets. When we picked up the show tickets, I saw that our show was for 10:30 PM instead of 7:30, as I had originally thought. Make a note of this for later...
Mom and I walked back to the Luxor from the Bellagio (which for those of you who don't know, is about a 30-45 minute walk). On the way, I saw a sign on New York, New York: "Coming 2003...a more intimate encounter with Cirque du Soleil." The slightly blurred image showed what I believe was the profile of a breast. Hrmm... naked Cirque du Soleil? Nude contortionists? I'm a Cirque addict as it is...
When we got back to the Luxor, I hit the casino while mom again went to the room to hang out. I played some table games, dropped about sixty dollars, and ( then hit the poker room for a brief stint... )
I rested a bit in the room, and then mom and I went to the spa a bit early to enjoy the various amenities.
Naked men are not appetizing at all.
I'm pretty sure I fell asleep during my massage. I think I snored at one point, too. I know for a fact that I had one of those somatic groans/mumbles. I don't know why that should be embarrassing, but it was at the time.
After the massage, I went up to the room to rest a bit, and then met the gang in the lobby to head over to the Bellagio. We ate at Noodle, the high-brow Chinese restaurant there, and we all took off to gamble a bit. I hit the poker room, hoping to catch an Omaha Hi-Lo game, but when I hit the reception desk and asked what the games were, the attendant said "Omaha Hi-Lo $20-$40." Whoa, man. Too rich for my blood...
I shadowed Amy and Tony at the Three Card Poker table for a little bit, and ( then Mom and I hit Cirque... )
After the show, to avoid the huge line for the taxi, we took a bicycle cab back to the Luxor, and slept.
Total for third day: down about 120.
