Las Vegas - Day Three

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Our evil plan worked - today we got much better seats by the pool. By the Lazy River specifically. The pool area opens at 9:00 so we went down at 8:30 and joined the already long line.

You have to understand something about me. I'm afraid of deep water. Steve loves the water. Vacation isn't vacation unless we're near the water, for him. When we used to visit his aunt and uncle in the Adirondacks, I would bob around the shallow water on a noodle and he'd go do whatever, like swim across the lake and back, go waterskiing, tubing. Simon loves to go tubing but I could barely watch him, seriously. If I was in the boat, I couldn't take my eyes off of him and fought back tears the whole time. So mostly I didn't go, trusting Steve's family to take care of him. I could tear up now, writing about it.

Anyway, stuff like the Lazy River and the Wave Pool are our current compromise. It's actually fun because it's shallow and I feel safe. If Steve's vision weren't so crappy, I'm sure he'd be off in other pools doing deep end stuff. But he's okay with this - he's just relieved I'll do anything in the water, I think.

So there it is. Now you know something about me that I used to be very ashamed of and now I'm just embarrassed about. I don't know why I'm like this. I have plenty of good traits and skills. Deep water ain't one of them. I am what I am.

Another view from our chairs. We stayed about 4 hours I think. I wore sunscreen and don't look like I got any sun. I am vain enough to not want to go home from a Las Vegas vacation without at least some color! But I made that mistake in Tampa last year and just 30 unprotected minutes in the sun turned my legs into a painful mess.

The people watching was much better at this location than yesterday. I have to tell you about these cabanas. I swear I read that they rent for $250/day but I can't confirm that anywhere now. They include state of the art music system with CD player and MP3 player port, 32" LCD TV with cable of course. They include an amenity center with bar, refrigerator and personal safe, ceiling fan, telephone and contemporary decor with sofa, table , chairs and chaise lounges. The bungalows are the same except the TV is 40" and they have a private changing area. Special staff waits on those people.

It seems really extravagant but Steve and I decided if two families shared one for the day, the cost per hour wouldn't really be all that much, for a place to get out of the sun. Not that these people would, but they could sneak in their own food. The TV kills me though. I made up all kinds of back stories about who these people are. We saw one family check in and as soon as the hotel dude left, the dad picked up the remote for the TV. It was hilarious.

That's all the pictures I took for the day. We left our room around 3:00 to head down the strip to The Mirage. We took the tram, then the monorail but it was still a lot of walking. Yesterday I decided I have a full blown case of plantar fasciitis. It's been brewing for a couple of months but I attributed it to other things. Now my right foot is a textbook case. Bummer.

So we went to The Mirage to see Cirque du Soleil's Love, the Beatles tribute. I've never seen one of their shows before but enough bits and pieces to have high expectations. It was fantastic! It was so amazing, so much to it, I can't even review it for you except to say it was outstanding. I'd like to see it about 20 more times in hopes of catching every little thing. At the end I felt kind of sad, thinking about John and George being dead.

I read on the website about the premiere and that Paul and Ringo and all the Beatles' families attended, even Cynthia Lennon. I wondered how the performers felt, doing it in front of the Beatles - and how the families felt, watching this interpretation of the music. I'm going to comb over the website again - there's lots of behind the scenes stuff.

We finally had dessert at The Chocolate Swan that I mentioned the other day. That mousse looking stuff was really homemade custard. It was good - but it actually looked better than it tasted. I'm not complaining but next time we'll opt for Ben & Jerry's or something.

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