This (August 21) post is backdated to the date it happened.
Steve went running early this morning. He started before the sun came up when it was only in the 90’s. He reported that on his run down to the famous Las Vegas sign on the strip, he encountered a woman staggering back to her hotel wearing one high heel shoe, a man wearing a tuxedo but no shirt, and a few other remnants of the night. Clearly, we are in Las Vegas!
Again, it was just too hot to do much, but we meandered around town. I swear this is the hottest place I’ve ever been. We found a sign for Olivia, and Steve posed with her.
We met up with our friends to eat dinner in New York, New York, at a Mexican restaurant. Periodically, a roller coaster comes blasting through above everyone’s heads with the riders screaming in delight. Across the cobblestone walk from us was a young (twenty-something) straight couple seated at a table along the faux street. The girl appeared to actually be having sex with the guy right there in public. Jeeze! Rather shocking.
After dinner we went to the Swatch Store nearby and I purchased a couple of watches to complete the full color palette of our clothes, including one watch that matches my glass!
We attended a Cirque de Soleil that was rated 18+ and was rather bawdy, or “sophomoric” as Steve referred to it. My friend told me, as we all approached our seats, that this was the first thing he and one of his elementary school teachers attended after they became great friends as adults. He said that they have a pre-show in which they drug her up on the stage. He was telling me this as we sat down, and I didn’t fully understand the significance of it. Until…
Then the pre show began. Two rather large (indeed) women came out in the audience–one on each side. We were sitting in the second row. The one on our side made me stand up. Oh dear god! She worked her way to me, squeezing into our row, as I was in the 3rd seat from the aisle. I’m certain I was carefully selected as I had no escape. She stood in front of me and, with me trapped, began her bawdy shenanigans.
Needless to say, I was mortified! The audience seemed to love it. Steve and my friends were all but foaming at the mouth laughing hysterically. I had to be placed in a medically-induced coma until I recovered.
What happens in Vegas…
Afterwards, we walked outside and took some photos of the city at night.