First off, the facts. We truly had a fun time. The highlight was catching up with Jeff's friends Matt and Lisa who were visiting from Detroit. Jeff and I stayed at the Venetian, which is certainly a spectacular hotel. We ate well (too well), walked all over the strip, and blew through my $35 jury pay in no time. We visited the new Wynn hotel, watched the fountains at the Bellagio, and traveled to the top of the Eiffel Tower at the Paris Casino.
So, what did we learn in Las Vegas? Well, I found a truly comical foreign language channel on TV. It was like a train wreck. They appeared to play non-stop action movies with really bad special effects.
We found a favorite penny slot machine named "Lucky Larry's Lobstermania", which played to a B-52s Rock Lobster soundtrack. We found ourselves seeking out Larry in each of the casinos we walked through. "Its a biggun!"
In the midst of all the glamorous new casinos, you still don't have to wander far to find classic Vegas. It is everywhere, and its what makes this town so unique. This sign is from the New Frontier Casino...which oddly enough is also the site of the new Trump Hotel. Strange bedfellows indeed.
And finally, my continuing obsession with San Jose. Just how is it that this glitzy watch store at Caesar's Palace has listed San Jose alongside of Paris, Milan, and London? Jeff announced an immediate boycott of the store :)
Oh, while I'm at it, let me update everyone on my dear Russian friend Elena. Yes, she continues to write, even though I have never written back. Today's short installment focused on shopping and work. Nothing quotable...just persistent.
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Since you were in Vegas I am guessing...just guessing that the shop owners or interior designer is paying subtle homage to the great Burt Bacharach who co-wrote the famous song with Hal David. (didn't know about Hal until I googled)
---partial lyrics
Do you know the way to San Jose?
I've been away so long. I may go wrong and lose my way.
Do you know the way to San Jose?
I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose.
L.A. is a great big freeway.
Put a hundred down and buy a car.
In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star
Weeks turn into years. How quck they pass
And all the stars that never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas
Well, while the song mention now has me humming this catchy tune (dee dee dee), I somehow doubt that either Mr. Bacharach or Mr. David still live in San Jose. :)
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