Las Vegas
This was the Vegas day, so excitement was in the air since morning (only in my head, V was happy with his book). By the time I managed to drag him to the road, it was late afternoon. It worked well for me too, as I didn’t want to get to Vegas too early in the afternoon – the fun is in the evenings, or so we had heard.
I used the morning to wash and set my hair, file my nails, decide on what to wear in the evening (:D). We reached Vegas around 6. The ride to Vegas was an hour and a half of which 30 minutes was at 36 degree Fahrenheit. By the time we reached Vegas, we were frozen rigid. This called for a coffee at Starbucks, and internet came free with it. Now, gambling vs internet was a tough choice, I tell you.
By the time we got to Las Vegas Boulevard (the casino street), it was almost 830, and life was at its best. I was anxious to get off the bike and move around, being a part of it all. We parked the bike at Riviera, and lost $4 in 30 seconds flat in the casino.
“It took us longer to get in the casino from the parking lot, than it took for the bucks to vanish”. Me no likes this place. Get the hell out of here!
“Let’s walk the street and have a look before we get down to the casinos” V was clearly trying to minimize my gambling time. If you can’t maximize your profits, minimize your losses!! Smart!
The street was buzzing, and the liveliness was infectious. I was smiling for no reason and staring at all the lights with my mouth open, like a little kid.
“Close your mouth, will you” V was embarrassed at my behavior. Damn these husbands!
“Isn’t this awesome?” I couldn’t contain my excitement
“Yeah” V was busy clicking snaps
“How much electricity do they consume in a day? Just this street?”
“Huh?”
“I mean just this one street. How much electricity do they consume in one night? In fact how much of the world’s power does America consume?”
Just then my intellectual thought process was interrupted by a few guys thrusting something in our faces. They were handing over sheets of printed paper to everyone. I realized that V had refused to accept the bunch, and moved ahead, the guys still chasing him. He conveniently decided to leave me behind.
“What’s this?” I asked more to myself and aloud to V, as I took the sheets.
One of the ‘friendly’ guys thought I had addressed him, and decided to honor me with an answer, “hot girls in your room in 20 minutes. Just call” (all smiles, as if he revealed a great secret that I was dying to know)
“Huh? I don’t need them. Thank you”
“Give it to him, will you (after you are done)”
“YOU SOB!” of course I said that in my head. Aloud, I could only say, “Just leave him alone, he is my husband”, with as much attitude as I could produce under the circumstance, as I walked on, still holding on those sheets.
Silence for the next 10 minutes.
"you want to call?" I broke the silence
"you want to call?" I broke the silence
“Huh? Why would I call?
“Just like that. Experiment” I tried to be a sport. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!
“Shut up”
Silence again for the next 10 minutes.
“You shouldn’t dress skimpily at such places” V broke the deadly silence this time.
“I am NOT skimpily dressed” I was not willing to take that as an excuse. Besides the cold was playing the spoilsport and I was all wrapped up (as opposed to what I intended to do)
“Not you dumbo, generally” V knows how to be diplomatic
“You want to try out the casinos” nice change of topic sweety!
“Dinner first” and so we headed to Denny’s.
We entered the casinos, lost money and came out – flat 10 minutes or less for every casino – Casino Royale, Treasure Island, Bellagio (and forget the name of a few others, that we visited in a jiffy), except Caeser’s Palace. This one I fell in love with. The walk from the mall to the casino level was something I won’t forget in a hurry. The way they have done this thing is unbelievable. The painted sky on the ceiling of this walk is so real; it makes you wonder if you have the watch set at wrong time. The stroll in this make-believe ‘lane’ made the entire trip to Vegas, worth the cold and the ride! I was a happy soul, not tired even as the clock struck 3 am in the morning! J
We gabled some more, and by the time I complained that I was tired, it was already 530 in the morning. Love you Vegas! Time for the morning coffee already! Starbucks, here we come.
That's us at the starbucks at 530 in the morning!
we spent an hour with the coffee and the internet and were dying to get back.Stopped by at Pahrump for a hearty and well earned breakfast.
As much as I hate the cold weather, it seems to be in love with me! And so on our way back, we had 35 degrees F again, complimented with 5 minutes of rain! Thank you!
Reached Shoshone at around 130 pm, cold and tired and dead! needless to say, all we did the rest of the day was sleep in our tent! And that was the end of our day 13!
The next day was also uneventful and dull, with lots of pool time and books! A trip to China Ranch in the evening only to find out that it closes at 5 pm!
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