Monday, March 19, 2007

Day 18 - Los Angeles, CA - Las Vegas, NV

Okay, so Las Vegas is just way too much fun, and way too big to possibly fathom until you actually get here. It really just seems like a fantasyland and once I leave it will be hard to imagine that it just keeps going all the time this way.

After getting out from Kevin's a little late due to sleepyness and I headed over to the Walk of Fame in downtown Hollywood. So that's where all the tourists were, I hadn't been seeing but so many it seemed. This place though was chock a block with families. I think the average weight on the walk of fame is probably about 40 pounds higher than the rest of LA, that's a big cultural difference I've noticed. I guess its the whole obsession with youth and beauty here, but I've seen hardly any fat people and its just kinda weird. It took me a while to notice but there is definitely a marked difference. Anyway, the walk of fame was a lot of fun; apparently me and Samuel L Jackson have similar shoe sizes.

I headed from there out to Las Vegas, its only about a 4 hour drive so not too bad. I got to the Tropicana at about 7pm and checked in. Great room, amazing view 22nd floor overlooking the strip. I wasn't about to just sit on my laurels though. I headed out to see some of the casinos lickety split. It's been a long time since I've been here and it really has changed. The newer casinos are certainly themed but its different than before. There isn't any more family focus, you really see hardly any kids here. Even gambling is downplayed somewhat, its more of just a big adult playground. Chic bars, gourmet restaurants, hundreds of shows, just everything intended to give people a good time...for a price of course. Some of these casinos are just so massive it's hard to fathom honestly. I mean, the Wynn cost 3.5 Billion to make, yes, with a B. I had a quick dinner of eight dollar steak at the Riviera and I had intended to go to a nightclub. Funny thing how plans change, I ended up sitting down at the Paris at a piano bar. Now this was not just some crooner playing standards, this was a dueling piano bar. These two guys would take requests and play on the fly...they were amazing. They knew everything that was thrown at them and we're not talking about just piano songs. Ever heard a piano player do 'gin and juice'? How about 'Dueling banjos'? When I requested 'Calling Baton Rouge' by Garth Brooks, they seriously owned the song. It was just awesome and the hundred or so people there were getting into it as much as the players were. They actually got a request for 'don't fear the reaper' and apparently that was fairly common. Out came the cowbell and they got a volunteer from the audience. I'm not sure if she got the 'more cowbell' reference but it was just a ton of fun. I actually ended up watching them from 11 til 1 and then headed back for some much needed rest.






So tomorrow, I'm out to see Vegas. We'll see where I end up and what I end up doing, plans have a way of changing.

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