Saturday, September 26, 2009

Vegas Day 1

Arrived in Vegas on Friday morning….had to get up at 4:15 am in Lansing to get to Detroit for the flight.  I was upgraded into first class, and, being the nice guy that I am, surrendered my ticket to Suzanne and took her place in the back of the bus.  Suzanne enjoyed the ride; got some sleep, started the “Lost Symbol”….good times all around.  Back in the bus wasn’t bad; sat next to a couple who absolutely got hosed by Northwest with their baggage and they spent a fair bit of time (justifiably) complaining about their woes. 

Arrived in Las Vegas at 8:30 am local time.  Headed out for breakfast at Hash House A Go Go featuring “twisted farm food”.  We had watched an episode of Man –vs- Food which featured his trip there, and Suzanne had found a coupon, so what the hey.

Suzanne had the bacon waffles.

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I had the Andy’s fried chicken eggs benedict (from the menu “Andy's sage fried chicken w/ fresh spinach, hardwood smoked bacon, market tomato, griddled mozzarella, chipotle cream and scrambled eggs”).  This is what that the guy on the show had; he finished it all, I did not.  But man was it tasty! 

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Spent the rest of the day checking out some of the casinos.  Especially liked the fall theme at the conservatory at the Bellagio and the world’s largest chocolate fountain.

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Suzanne went 8x on her $20 investment, mostly due to accepting a deal of nickels on a Deal or No Deal machine.  I’m about even… my winnings will mostly hinge on football bets Saturday and Sunday.

We’re staying at a Hilton Grand Vacation condo; have to attend a presentation Saturday morning.  Room is awfully nice; we’re sharing a 2-bedroom unit with another couple and it’s awesome…only real downside is we’re quite a ways north on the strip from the casino’s and other stuff.

And it’s hot.  100 yesterday.  But dry, and it’s been a long time since we’ve been somewhere with the heat that hot and that dry…..still think it’s worse to be hot and humid (like Michigan) but felt at times like I was pizza backing under a heat lamp as we walked around.