Las Vegas Summary, 2007
Well, once again we have travelled to the Happiest Place On Earth, for us at least. It felt like a whirlwind tour this time around, but we still managed to squeeze in a whack of “hotel” visits (they attach casinos to the darn things!!).
Sadly, this time out the casino gods beat us with a stick. They spanked us like puppies that had peed on their carpets. I would almost believe it if someone suggested jackpots had been suspended during our visit. We were skunked.
However, there were highlights, even with missing the show we flew in to see. Don Rickles was hilarious, and I have two terrific pictures - one of his back, and one of his belly. And I wonder why I can’t ever sell any of my photos…
We spent a load of time with some family members that had joined us there, which was very cool. Although, normally we go to bed by 9 PM, and spend more time at choir practice, we struggled to keep up with these youngsters and their late-nite carousing. We just have to double up on our doses of Metamucil and Vitamin D, until we recover…
Our long tradition of punking each other (long before young Ashton may have even been born) continued, showing up on the last day of our visit. We had a package delivered to our room, indicating a “comp” package.
As we began to open the various items, we realized we were being had. However, worrying that we may have to explain some of the items to border guards, we left most unpacked – one item in particular had “Department Of Homeland Security” tape on it.
When we got home, we unwrapped that one, and found a hideous lamp that has passed hands between us for years. But no longer. It did not survive this trip. As fast as I tried to cobble the pieces back together again, Mrs. That Dan Guy was tossing them into the garbage. Not much on ceremony, MTDG….
Our comp package did attract some additional attention – we had our luggage searched by Homeland Security! Good grief…
All in all, another great trip to one of our favourite places in the world. Even with the caning we took at the slots, it’s hard to begrudge Las Vegas for much of anything. As is typical, we reluctantly plied ourself out of our own hotel, just in time to catch a shuttle to the airport.
Until next time, City Of Neon Lights…
Chow for now!!
Well, once again we have travelled to the Happiest Place On Earth, for us at least. It felt like a whirlwind tour this time around, but we still managed to squeeze in a whack of “hotel” visits (they attach casinos to the darn things!!).
Sadly, this time out the casino gods beat us with a stick. They spanked us like puppies that had peed on their carpets. I would almost believe it if someone suggested jackpots had been suspended during our visit. We were skunked.
However, there were highlights, even with missing the show we flew in to see. Don Rickles was hilarious, and I have two terrific pictures - one of his back, and one of his belly. And I wonder why I can’t ever sell any of my photos…
We spent a load of time with some family members that had joined us there, which was very cool. Although, normally we go to bed by 9 PM, and spend more time at choir practice, we struggled to keep up with these youngsters and their late-nite carousing. We just have to double up on our doses of Metamucil and Vitamin D, until we recover…
Our long tradition of punking each other (long before young Ashton may have even been born) continued, showing up on the last day of our visit. We had a package delivered to our room, indicating a “comp” package.
As we began to open the various items, we realized we were being had. However, worrying that we may have to explain some of the items to border guards, we left most unpacked – one item in particular had “Department Of Homeland Security” tape on it.
When we got home, we unwrapped that one, and found a hideous lamp that has passed hands between us for years. But no longer. It did not survive this trip. As fast as I tried to cobble the pieces back together again, Mrs. That Dan Guy was tossing them into the garbage. Not much on ceremony, MTDG….
Our comp package did attract some additional attention – we had our luggage searched by Homeland Security! Good grief…
All in all, another great trip to one of our favourite places in the world. Even with the caning we took at the slots, it’s hard to begrudge Las Vegas for much of anything. As is typical, we reluctantly plied ourself out of our own hotel, just in time to catch a shuttle to the airport.
Until next time, City Of Neon Lights…
Chow for now!!
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