Thursday night Maggie and I stayed at The Bellagio. The dance club was
a lot of fun. After dancing for an hour on the regular floor the women
paid to dance up high pulled the 2 of us up onto their ledge. There we
danced for several more hours able to move freely without dealing with
the rest of the drunken crowd.
Cique de Soleil was quite an experience. The set for “O” was simply
awesome. It is one of those shows where “the making of O” would be
even more fascinating than the performance itself. After watching the
show I simply wanted to go the gym and work on getting stronger but
alas I ended up instead at a bar pre-drinking before dancing. It was
great that Carl and Mary joined us for a couple drinks before we
headed out.
Maggie finally replaced her old pair of comfy shoes. As her family we
have had the need to participate in interventions for some of her
clothing items. She was depressed for a full hour after we forced her
to leave her 10 year old shoes behind. Goodbye shoes! You have served
her well.
Going out after Cher was quite difficult. After 2 cab rides to places
that were “dark” on Wednesday nights we finally asked our cab driver
for some advice. He said everyone goes to strip clubs Wednesday
nights because most dance places are closed except for Blue Martini
and LAX. Blue Martini was off the strip and more of a local club. We
managed to salvage the night there and had some fun dancing.
Cher in concert was better than I expected. I am so glad I got to see
her perform. It is very inspiring seeing her at 62 still looking great
and having fun. The costumes during the show were fabulous. Thoughts
of making mini versions for the girls of the dresses we saw onstage
kept popping up in my head. Although I believe some of the
outfits Cher was wearing might violate those dress codes again.
I was forced into a little gambling when Carl had me select 5 numbers
for the Keno game at the restaurant. As usual Carl did well with his
numbers and I lost every game.
Vegas is full of extravagant eye candy for all ages. Seeing sights
like these in the Bellagio really made me want to have the kids with
me.
After a heavy night of dancing, Friday night in Vegas was a little
more subdued. We took a taxi over to the Palms to dance at the club
Rain but we passed on going in for $25 a head. I needed to eat and
nothing vegetarian friendly was open at 1 am. KidsQuest, a Vegas
babysitting service, was my savior. They sold us microwaveable cheese
pizzas that totally hit the spot. The woman working there told us
stories of parents that drop their kids off every school night so they
can gamble until KidsQuest closes. Somehow I always leave Vegas with a
bit of a bad taste in my mouth.
There was no line at security so I had time to spare before boarding
my plane so I decided to get a quick manicure. It took a little longer
than the 20 minutes so I got to the gate when they were doing final
boarding. My nails were completely wet so I had to play the helpless
female asking some man to put away my luggage for me. I found it a
little funny that during my years of traveling with 2 kids under 3 I
never asked for help but the idea of messing up a $20 manicure humbled
me to ask for assistance from strangers.
The girls met Monti's friend Knicole at the farmer's market to help her sell her homemade pot holders. The last Saturday of the month is a kid's day at the Issaquah market which means they can get booth space for free to sell their goods. Anyone wondering about the spelling of Knicole? Her parents are from New York and they are big Knicks fans.