The Fibrochondriac

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The last time we were in Vegas we stayed at THEHotel. I got spoiled. It was a beautiful two room suite looking down on the Luxor’s pyramid, very upscale, very quiet. I remember there was a flat panel TV in every room…including the bathroom. And the bath tub in there was huge and comfortable.

We didn’t go upscale this time, we stayed at New York New York. I’m not sure how much it was but it had to be less than THEHotel otherwise I would have made that little pouty face that gets my way (most of the time)

Our room overlooked the hotel pool and the roller coaster. But it had a BIG tub. Bigger than THEHotel. Sometimes size matters.

We went on a tour to go see Red Rock Canyon. I’ve always wanted to go, but boys like to gamble and girls like to shop and I just never got there. Even though we drove I talked John into taking the tour because I wanted to learn more about it and thought a guide would be helpful. At $80 per person, he grumbled. I pouted. We went. Big mistake.

The tour guide was a former Cuban juggler. His accent was very heavy, but when he was talking about juggling I could understand him. When he was talking about the tour…not so much. Most of the time I couldn’t understand what he was saying, mostly because he was uninterested in the tour but really interested in his juggling. I got grumpy.

But what really set things off was when he started getting lippy about the local tribes. Seriously? I paid to hear about the canyon, not about juggling and his opinion of Native Americans! I fixed it, no worries. Next time we drive ourselves there and take a guidebook!

Still, the place was gorgeous and I’m glad we went. By the way, I am not and never will be a good photographer. I took most of these with my iPhone. My apologies to the the purists.

The first place the tour guide stopped was to check out some burros procreating. Yep, it was hilarious. This is the only picture that turned out because I was cracking up so hard. Sorry.

It’s going to get old if I apologize for every picture. But this one was taken from inside the van. I didn’t realize how few pictures we took but I think we were too busy gawking. The scenery is just beautiful.

Las Vegas is known for it’s quickie marriages. Pretty sure this couple did not do the drive-through Elvis wedding if they took the time to take pictures out here. Can’t see them?

Here.

And this is my favorite picture of Red Rock Canyon. I’m using it as my wall paper on my computer because I just love the view. Apparently we are looking down on the strip from here. Obviously I’m not tall enough to see it…

Not everybody is excited about landscape pictures, so here’s another hotel picture! Whee!

We switched hotels when we decided to stay an extra day and we went over to the Hilton, which is off the strip a bit. I loved this room. Didn’t even come close to THEHotel but the bed was amazing.

John dragged me out of bed to check out the casino. There was a dog there advertising for Andrew Dice Clay. I’m not sure what the connection to the comic was as the dog was very polite and charming, but he was a cute old guy and I had my picture taken with him. Had to tip of course.

We got to meet a showgirl (okay a woman dressed up in a showgirl outfit. Beat what I was wearing!) that worked for tips.

Front.

And back.

I know, I’m evil.

But wait, there’s more. We wandered through one of the malls trying to find me a belt (forgot to pack one!) and came across this photo shop. So we stopped to have our pictures taken.

Nice, no?

And John too!

That photographer got tipped well!

Of course we had to get something for the kids while we were shopping. John picked out a few things for our grandson who will be making his arrival late this summer. John’s taste is something, isn’t it?

You know that saying “what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas”? That was before they put cameras in cellphones. That’s all I’m saying.

The picture speaks for itself…

(We both quit smoking last August but we were in Vegas. So obviously it was okay. I’m being sarcastic…)

And then when we were leaving I chatted with the poor guy who had to manhandle our luggage (I NEVER pack light. I need to fix that) and he took our picture.

He was a really nice guy. I tipped accordingly.

What did I learn from this trip? I think iPhone pictures don’t really cut it and I need to get a real camera before I offer to post pictures! And I need to learn how to use it. But other than that we had a great time!