After our day at Red Rock Canyon we took the food we bought at the Whole Food Market and hosted drinks and nibbles in our room for Cathy, Mike and all their friends. Then the four amigos separated from the group and went to a little Italian restaurant in the Venetian for some hand made pasta and other Italian delights. It was there that my body started to complain bitterly about a week of indulgence and had me twitching in pain. It seems my internal organs are sick of Vegas.* But I survived the imploding gas bubbles and continued on with the evening.
While we were at the Venetian I was on a mission to buy myself some hair. Now, before I go any further, I forgot to tell you that the other day while shopping at the outlets I got sucked into "trying on" a hair piece to extend and thicken my locks. That was an easy sell so I sat in a chair in the middle of the mall and had a big long hair piece mixed in with my own hair. When it came time to talk money I couldn't rip that thing out fast enough. $399!!! But it's real human hair she says. Then give it back to it's owner, I say. So since then the whole hair extension thing has played on my mind (that and watching too much Kim Kardashian). So my trusty tour guides told me about a cheaper option at the Venetian and I was on a mission to get myself a nice thick bun. Not only did I get my bun, but it can also be a lovely long Kim Kardashian style pony tail. I'm in! And only $59. Not human of course ... but a great replica. I spent the rest of the night playing slot machine black jack with a magically long pony tail draped elegantly over my shoulder.
|A Deep Fried "see ya later"|
After more time by the pool yesterday arvo we then met up with our trusty tour guides** Derek and I had wanted to go to a show of some description but left it too late to organise, so instead we decided we'd do Planet Hollywood. Unfortunately we assumed the Planet Hollywood casino would also house the Planet Hollywood themed restaurant. Not so. It wasn't until we got down there that our tour guide said "oh, you wanted the restaurant - that's up at Caesar's Palace". It is?! Well that's a stupid place for it. So instead we went to the PBR Rock Bar and Grill just outside the Planet Hollywood casino on the strip.
|A Deep Fried pony tail!|
And that brings me to now. My husband is waiting down at the pool for our last morning of sunshine while I blog and pack up here in the room. In a couple of hours we are due to check out of the hotel and fill in our day before our evening flight to LA and back home. It's been a great week but I'm done. It's time to get back home to cuddle my babies and cleanse. I will miss the friendships and the freedom, but probably won't miss the cigarette smoke, extreme heat and noise. That can all stay in Vegas .... (but my hair is coming home with me).
See you on the other side of the date line peeps! Cheers.
*I let loose in the food department. If it was deep fried, had cheese, bacon and oil, I was eating it! Yeah, I had my yogurt and fruit for breakfast to appease my guilt but I have definitely put on about 5kg since I arrived. Part of the pain the other night was probably because my trousers were too tight and I couldn't breathe. There were pockets of wind trapped in my waist band for sure ... This here is a case of "what happens in Vegas will DEFINITELY stay in Vegas". Back to meat, salad and vegetables when I get home.
**Steve and Coletta are party of Cathy's Pennsylvania crew. Steve knows the ins and outs of Vegas and can find the cheapest meals, best value drinks, out of the way eateries, hidden casinos and easiest walking paths. There were some tips so hot that I couldn't even blog about them in case the rest of the world cottoned-on to it all and ruined it for the rest of us. I am trying to convince them to start their own travel blog. I'll let you know if I succeed.