Vegas Weekend

One of the nice things about moving to Utah is that I'm closer to Vegas. I've been telling my friend that'd I'd come visit. Last weekend I finally did for the first time.
The best thing about Vegas (besides friends) are the pools. We started out at the Palms where Beth convinced me to where heels.



I was thinking that it was just like a party in the vicinity of a pool. Nope, it's a party in a pool. Heels and water aren't a classic combo. So I walked around in my bare feet. The ground in Vegas is hot!!! -- but vodka makes it cool off...or something.



My hosts and I snuck into the pool at the Wynn. They're sooo cool -- teaching me all the local tricks. Wha? You think I'm going to dish here? No way. Go find your own hip locals.


Japanese Teppan! I will have to put up the video of the guy putting onion on fire, but that will require me posting on YouTube, which means getting an account. So it's just me an minerva watching the strobe light onion fire.


Note the people dancing and the smoke. This is Moon -- it's a club. Someone local in Logan asked me if I'd gone to a club here yet. See that, that's a club. Do you see that in Logan. No. We probably do have a D.J. of the same caliber, i.e., s/he was pretty bad. But the venue more than made up for it. There is a great view of the strip from outside.

Logan ... club?


Here are Beth and Kim. Aren't they pretty?


Oh and I showed my incredible ability to find the llamas where ever they may be. This is the mythological great white llama. Sigfried and Roy found it deep in the Peruvian cloud forest. It was a key part of the show until it mauled Sigfried -- or was it Roy.


It was protected by a very surly alpaca. Grrr!