Broken Rule #1: Out of the hotel by 9.
Dude, we slept in. The day before was soooo looonnnngggg. We were in no hurry at all. We still were on our way by 11:30, however, and wandered over to Planet Hollywood, and Cabo Wabo. My dad recommended this as a cool way to have breakfast outside. Too late for breakfast, and very sunny.
Broken Rule #2: Reasonable alcohol start time.
Even though it was almost noon when we ordered, to us it was still breakfast, and deliciously dangerous to have Breakfast Booze. Emily had a Bloody Mary and I had a Margarita, blended with salt, promptly earning a brain freeze. We talked to a fun drunk couple who had this suspicious indigo slurpee that I don't think was for kids. I asked them what it was, and the way they slowly searched the inside of their eyelids for the words to describe "In the hotel lobby", convinced me completely they were avoiding a real hangover by staying completely buzzed for their whole visit.
After breakfast, we walked through an odd street fair with a band, and then to The World of Coke. We ordered Coke Around the World, and sipped all kinds of yummy, and odd flavors. I really don't like watermelon flavored anything. The tamarind flavor was good though.
Then to MGM Grand. Emily kept remembering the amusement park that was there years ago, although we knew it was closed, we walked through the casino determined to prove them liars. I guess we didn't walk far enough, because we didn't reach the amusement park at all, but found, instead, the CSI Experience. What a fun way to spend an hour. There was a crime scene and a lab, and we could solve the crime. Grissom is a good boss. Bugs and drugs and car tread red herrings.
After that, we participated in a TV show test. We watched a pilot episode of a show pulled straight from Say Yes to the Dress. It was so awesome, especially since it was with Emily. We told those Neilson folks to put that show on, and boy will we watch it.
It was almost 5 and we wanted to regroup for the evening, so off we went back to Paris by way of the monorail. We decided when we got there we should have dinner first, then figure out what to do. Good decision. The restaurant was Mon Ami Gabi. French bistro and sidewalk cafe with a front seat view of the Bilagio fountains. Fantastic gluten free menu too. YUMMMMMMM. Such a relaxing, elegant way to spend an evening. We were so rejuvenate by dinner, we decided to wander around the strip up the other direction without going back to the room.
We crossed the street to watch the fountains up close. Cute ducks living in the fountains. The lake shone like glass (quite a contrast to the stinky canal at Venice, do they make it stink for authenticity?).
We then tried to catch the pirate show in front of Treasure Island. It was in process when we got there. We thought we might hang out for a bit until it was time for the next one, but we couldn't get close enough to see the schedule. The wonders of the interweb cell phone age... Emily called Josh back in Benica and he looked up the schedule on his google machine. Dang... It was going to be another hour and a half. It was getting near the usual pumpkin hour, so we decided to go back to the hotel.
They left us such a nice note. "Don't forget to change your clock for daylight savings time, because, if you don't, you might over sleep and check out of the hotel late. And we wouldn't want that, would we?" That may not be the exact words, but, that's what I got out of it.
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