Vegas, baby! - Part V
"Just when I think I’m out, they pull me back in."
After the previous night, I figured last night would consist of some dinner followed by an early bedtime. This was not to be.
A couple docs who work with Lago were going to eat at the Paris buffet and then go over to the Bellagio. They wanted to tour the art gallery and the gardens there. Lago wanted to try a restaurant at the Bellagio and then meet her pals. We decided to eat at Sensi, which has a fusion of American, Mediterranean and Asian cuisine. It’s on the garden side of the Bellagio and filled with glass, metal and waterfalls. The kitchen is centered in the restaurant and surrounded by glass walls. I had the lamb chops and Lago had lobster. We paired it with the Mac Murray Ranch Pinot Noir. Everything was excellent.
Lago’s pals decided to call it a night and never made it to the Bellagio. Lago was feeling wide awake and wasn’t ready to go back to the room. We went over to the New York, New York and found a cover band playing in the Big Apple Lounge. They played all classic rock tunes, including three or four Journey songs. I should have called ol’ Lazy Acres and let him listen in. I know he would have enjoyed a call in the middle of the night.
We even managed to meet up with the New Orleans doc from the previous night and at that point we were out. The only bad thing about a Tuesday night in Vegas is that even though the casinos and bars don’t close, most entertainment stops at 2 a.m. We looked around for a $10 Blackjack table, but they were all full. We stopped and asked a guy playing alone at a Three-Card Poker table how to play. It seemed like he lost a lot more than he won. He was dealt three 6s while we were there and won big. I was thinking maybe the dealer gave him that in hopes that we would sit down and play. Who knows, but we didn’t play.
When we left, the New Orleans doc found himself a “non-working” lady to chat with. We heard that after 2 a.m., most single women in the casinos are “on the clock” so to speak. We wished him good luck and good night sometime after 3:30 a.m. PT.
"You're money and you don’t even know it!"
After the previous night, I figured last night would consist of some dinner followed by an early bedtime. This was not to be.
A couple docs who work with Lago were going to eat at the Paris buffet and then go over to the Bellagio. They wanted to tour the art gallery and the gardens there. Lago wanted to try a restaurant at the Bellagio and then meet her pals. We decided to eat at Sensi, which has a fusion of American, Mediterranean and Asian cuisine. It’s on the garden side of the Bellagio and filled with glass, metal and waterfalls. The kitchen is centered in the restaurant and surrounded by glass walls. I had the lamb chops and Lago had lobster. We paired it with the Mac Murray Ranch Pinot Noir. Everything was excellent.
Lago’s pals decided to call it a night and never made it to the Bellagio. Lago was feeling wide awake and wasn’t ready to go back to the room. We went over to the New York, New York and found a cover band playing in the Big Apple Lounge. They played all classic rock tunes, including three or four Journey songs. I should have called ol’ Lazy Acres and let him listen in. I know he would have enjoyed a call in the middle of the night.
We even managed to meet up with the New Orleans doc from the previous night and at that point we were out. The only bad thing about a Tuesday night in Vegas is that even though the casinos and bars don’t close, most entertainment stops at 2 a.m. We looked around for a $10 Blackjack table, but they were all full. We stopped and asked a guy playing alone at a Three-Card Poker table how to play. It seemed like he lost a lot more than he won. He was dealt three 6s while we were there and won big. I was thinking maybe the dealer gave him that in hopes that we would sit down and play. Who knows, but we didn’t play.
When we left, the New Orleans doc found himself a “non-working” lady to chat with. We heard that after 2 a.m., most single women in the casinos are “on the clock” so to speak. We wished him good luck and good night sometime after 3:30 a.m. PT.
"You're money and you don’t even know it!"
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Keep posting. I'm seriously living vicariously thru y'all in Vegas. When I get home, I'm gonna check airfares.
-Gary
Cheers,
Ol' Lazy Acres