Did I mention today was our anniversary?
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Today was our 21st wedding anniversary and I had planned for us to see two shows today. We would be touring the strip, and I wanted to find Luv-It Frozen Yogurt, an ice cream shop on the north end of the strip. Plus, we thought we might gamble a little today. We went through about $32 between us yesterday. That’s our motto; Making Laughlin rich, 25 cents at a time.
Big plans, but first we had to get out of bed. That happened sometime between 10 and . I also discovered that in addition to our TV remote not working, we had no “Do Not Disturb” sign. But, I found one down the hall, (I reasoned that anyone still in bed this late in the AM was both younger (eye candy for the maid) and much more able to recover that from a sleep interruption than we were) and thus prevented the maid from getting an unwanted surprise as we got dressed. It worked out as the maid still hadn’t appeared close to our room (or the room I found the sign) by the time we left.
Our first show was at , across the way at the Excalibur.
No longer hungry and seeing the time was nearly we wandered towards the theater.
True to his word the doors opened and there was Ronn Lucas and Scorch. They took a picture of us, and he told us that there was no obligation and he sounded like he meant it. Sincerity was not something I was expecting in Vegas. Into the theater we went. I had gotten great seats when I bought the tickers.
It was over way too quick, but lasted about 90 minutes or so. At the end he told us that after the show he would be outside to sign autographs. If you wanted to have you picture sign he would do that, or he would sign anything else. He really seemed to enjoy the idea of meeting his audience. We couldn’t resist and bought the pic and had it signed.
Our evening show, Menopause: The Musical was at at the Las Vegas Hilton.
Coyote Ugly is right inside the entrance from the skywalk.
Do you know why there is food court in MGM Grand? No, it’s not to feed the hungry masses that frequent the place. It is to provide a place to grab food and water for those who attempt to reach the monorail. We seemed to walk forever. That place is just huge! But we eventually made it. Buy the tickets were easy, with vending machines right there. We opted for an unlimited day pass for $9 each. We figured we might get some use out of them today.
The sign said something about a train every 5 minutes, and I know we didn’t wait much over, if that. The monorail was very pleasant. The overhead announcer would tell joke while explaining the virtues of the monorail. It made the short ride even shorter. We arrived at the Hilton and immediately searched for the box office to pick up our tickets. It didn’t take too long.
While not really hungry or hot at the moment, we still decided that this might be a good time to go looking for Luv-It Frozen Yogurt. I had read about them in a travel book and I am always on the look out fro good ice cream. But, alas, I was foiled by poor planning.
We walked into a 7-11 and asked the clerk if he knew about it. I figured a Yes or No later and we would be on our way. Nope, we found the last helpful 7-11 clerk in
Maybe that was touch dramatic. We did retrace our footsteps and went back to the Hilton. We had gambled very little and these people looked really nice. We figured we could give them our gambling money as easy as the next house. So we did. We spent the next hour or so feeding video poker machines and the slots. Margo hit one spin of decent size and doubled her money. But before our time was up we had given up about $100. Yes, Yes, I know. How could we possibly lose so much money? We’re just the last of the whales. I was surprised we were not compted.
You maybe surprised to find out that the highlight of Las Vegas Hilton, to this point, for me, was the restrooms. The Las Vegas Hilton is home to the Star Trek Experience. That is not far from the monorail entrance, so it was one of the first things we saw. We didn’t go in the attraction. Margo has more use for yeast infections than Star Trek. I’m OK with Star Trek, but I wasn’t starting an intergalactic incident. But the whole area, including the restrooms was in a Trekie theme. I went in and approached a metal, boxy urinal that seemed out of place. But directly at eye level was a computer screen. Immediately, in a futuristic font, I was told that my salt level was normal, my fluid level was low, and that for the next few hours I would posses a higher than usual ability to predict winning combinations.
The other restroom was in the main casino area. Above each urinal was a very real looking woman as part of the wallpaper. Each woman was different, but they were all peering down into the urinals, obviously violating basic male pee doctrine of never looking at a foreign Johnson. One woman was snickering. Another had a digital camera was taking a picture. A third was laughing holding her index and thumb about two inches apart. I think there were about half a dozen different poses. I came out and told Margo. She asked why I didn’t take a picture. Women. I told her there were other guys there, and there was no way I was whipping out a camera in the men’s room.
Bladders and wallets empty, we decided we would get something to eat. I had seen the buffet here at the Hilton listed pretty high, so we figured why not? It turned out to be a good decision. We had a great waitress and the food was excellent. The only complaint I had was there was no cookies for dessert. I love chocolate chip cookies. We lingered a bit, and then decided to head over to the theater for the show.
Like I mentioned earlier, our show this evening was called Menopause: The Musical. Seating was a first come first serve kind of thing, so we showed up way early. But, it paid off, in that we were in the second row of tables, with good visibility. We did have a bit of wait with little to do. But about 15 minutes before the show was to start a lady got up, told us a bit about the play, told us that some of the proceeds from the show went to a charity to benefit women in some manner. She didn’t have my attention, after she went into “begging” mode. Towards the end it became apparent she was selling fans (to combat the hot flashes of menopause, in a symbolic way. I felt my stomach squirm a bit), and I bought two plus a rose for Margo. It was our anniversary after all.
The show started on time (always a big plus with me), and we were quickly introduced to the cast. It was a four woman show. All were 45ish and going through “The Change”. There was Soap Sue, an actress on a daytime show, Businesswoman (dressed in a business suit and equipped with a take charge attitude), Earth Mother, (a sixties type aged to perfection), and Iowa Housewife. The whole show was about 25% dialogue and 75% song. The songs were all take offs of top 10 material from the 50s, 60s, & 70s. They were well done, but there were a bunch of ‘em. Songs parodied included “Heat Wave” and “I Heard it Through the Grape Vine”. The actress who played Iowa Housewife stole the show. She was hilarious. The rest were well done. I particularly enjoyed Soap Sue, as she did a solo. She came out into the audience and serenaded a man directly in front of us. He was very happy and willing. A bit too willing. Sue was working to make sure our escapee from the retirement center kept his hands from engulfing her and singing her song. But in the end, she tells him to call her, much to audience’s pleasure.
It went quick, so I obviously liked it. But, not as much as Margo. She nearly brought up a lung a couple of times. Afterwards we bought about one of everything from the souvenir stand. We had seen our show and donated money to the Hilton. Our job here was done. It was time to do our part to strengthen other areas of the
With drinks in hand we headed north for no other reason than our hotel was the other way, and we were not ready to concede the night. We thought we might cross the street and maybe see the ships at TI and or the volcano at the Mirage. Crossing
Our night was close to done. Fatigue was starting to find us. Margo was the monorail expert and she directed us towards the Harrah’s/
Tomorrow was our last day. The only thing we had our agenda was to try Luv-It Frozen Yogurt. Our flight was not until , so we would not be pressed for time.