Yeah it was not my week for gambling. I had some good wins but wasn't playing smart at first. Then when I decided to play smart at poker I just had bad luck. Or I wasn't as smart as I thought I was. Either way, I still had a very amusing and interesting trip. We got there Monday about 4:00 pm. That's close to check-in time, so we sat at the Nile Bar for at least an hour and a half. Kate met a guy from Scotland that she thought was really sweet. Finally we got to our room and changed clothes, then went back downstairs and had dinner, then for some reason, we walked over to Mandalay Bay. After all the times I've stayed at the Luxor, I've never done that. I do NOT with a capital NOT recommend Mandalay Bay. Well for their bar anyway. It was all hip hop guys and hookers. It was fascinating but creepy. We finally met some normal people and they told US that we looked like the only normal people in the bar. Kate left before I did and I was so buzzed I got lost walking back to the Luxor. I guess I went to bed around 4:00 and when I woke up once around 7:00 Kate was not back yet.
Well she finally showed up some time after that. Okay so now it's Tuesday. Kate NEVER left the room on Tuesday. She was totally wiped. She stayed in bed from around 8:30 in the morning Tuesday until noon or so on Wednesday. So Tuesday I spent the whole day by myself, except not. I've actually gone to Vegas before by myself so that wasn't the problem. The problem was the guy from Scotland "that fancied my daughter" found me wherever I was and just sat down with me like we were old friends. Well okay that wasn't really the problem. The true problem was his accent was really, really taxing my brain. I didn't go to Vegas to work on accent interpretation or recognition or whatever it's called. I went to Vegas to drink a lot, tell goofy stories and try to get laughs. Don't get me wrong, he was a very nice guy, just very hard to understand. Plus basically, he was just hanging out with me waiting for my daughter to show up. At some point I met this really cool lady named Lisa. We chatted for a bit and I found out it was her last night and she had not been to the Star Trek bar at the LV Hilton, so we took a cab over there. Unfortunately, the bar was closed (YES in VEGAS! WTF!), so we stopped at the Bellagio for drinks. We chatted our butts off. I love when people ask me for advice.
So Wednesday morning I wake up and Kate is sitting on the side of her bed just looking at me. At this point she has slept about 25 hours or so. She says "I'm well rested!" Well duh! So we ordered food, got ready and went to the Rio for that fun sky show. A clown jumped over the rail to the bar where we were sitting and put on a personal mime show for us. The creepy part was he kissed each of my fingers individually and all I wanted to do was wash my hands. Also I had a perfect left-handed bead catch. That was cool. I'm not even left-handed. Then we went to Paris. I seriously recommend going to Napoleon's for happy hour. You get a plate of different French rolls filled with meats with sides of mustards and horseradish. It comes with your drink. Plus it's a classic club (as in old style gentleman's/library decor) with a really good piano player. Wonderful atmosphere and the (free) food was great!
I don't really remember much about Wednesday night after we got back to the Luxor. I remember watching the band at Neffertiti's, I remember seeing John (the Scottish guy) in his kilt - he'd given his mother away at a wedding that day. I think I may have had a nap. Yes I did, I remember now. I'm guessing I napped from 8 to 11 or something like that. Then I started all over. Oh yeah, then I played poker. After losing my max for the night at Poker, for some reason I stopped by the Craps table and picked up $57, then went back to poker. Yeah that was dumb. I should have taken that $57 and just gone back to the bar. It was a fun table though. The last thing about Wednesday night was I ended up in a crowd of about 10 people (4 from Ireland, 2 from England, a guy that could be the stand-in for Hurley from "Lost," my daughter, her Scottish friend and myself) in the Nefertitti lounge all around 2 tiny tables and we were the only people in the room. Until 9:30 in the morning. It was just one of those things.
I woke up Thursday around 2:30 and felt rested even though when I did the math later I was coming off of 5 hours sleep after being awake around 20 hours before that. We ordered food, got ready and headed out to the Star Trek bar. It was fun, we got to meet two different Klingons and take a picture. We stopped by the Bellagio but the crowd was insane and I started to feel panicky so we got the hell out of there. After that we were back at the Nefertitti, watching the band. I went to bed by 3:00, Kate came in around 7:00 and was miserable all day. It was all I could do to get her out of the room. Then our plane was delayed. Poor thing. When we finally got on the plane, it was half empty and she got to stretch out and sleep on the whole flight home. Oh and I had my last cigarette at the Las Vegas airport.
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Hey AJ, I wondered what happened to you. I asked the Scottish guy if he was "free-styling" and someone else had to explain to him what I meant and yes he was.
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