Last evening, the pool was refreshing, but there were SO many people there. And I was pretty much the only one in a one-piece bathing suit. Chicks in bikinis were exhibiting themselves everywhere you looked. I felt really self-conscious.
After the swim, we went to dinner at Fusia, an Asian fusion restaurant (whatever that means). We ordered some sushi as an appetizer, and I asked the waiter to recommend sake for me, since I had never tried it.
Sake is a beverage fermented from rice, which is a grain, making it more of a beer than a wine. Sake is not carbonated, and flavor-wise is closer to wine than beer, although it is uniquely different from wine. Sake is not a distilled beverage, and is not related to gin, vodka or other spirits.
And Sake is my new best friend.
About a third of the way into the glass, I started feeling warm, like a soft, sun-drenched cloud, was cushioning all of my skin. I just kept saying, "I feel soooo good right now..." I said I felt like a lava lamp. The feeling is similar (but better) to the feeling I get when I take my anxiety pills, Clonazepam.
I made S. give the waiter a big tip for the Sake suggestion, came back to my room, and just reveled in the Sake glow. I loved the feeling - not drunk, just mellow and beautiful and GOOD.
Today, I had a hard time getting out of bed. My feet were achy and I have blisters from the walking S. made me do yesterday. When I finally got my act together, we went to the buffet in the hotel for breakfast/lunch. That was a mistake. I am never eating at a buffet in Vegas again. Not very much looked that good, and what I did eat was all greasy and icky.
After that, I played a couple of slots (see photo at right) and then we went to Mandalay Bay's Shark Reef. We could walk there through a walkway attached to our hotel. The aquarium was a nice diversion, but I was not feeling well from the earlier meal.
We went back to the room and I laid down and fell asleep for about an hour and a half. S. went and watched people play poker in the "Poker Room." When he got back, we got ready to head to The Venetian for the Blue Man Group. THANKFULLY, S. got a cab so we didn't have to do the monorail or walk. The cab ride was about $12 and worth every penny since it went door-to-door. The monorail would have been $10 one way for both of us, so $2 more didn't seem like a big deal.
In The Venetian, we ate at s Mexican restaurant that was relatively new. The food was very good, the guacamole was delicious, and the atmosphere was unusual but very cool. The wall where I sat was covered with little skull sculptures (see photo at left).
On to the Blue Man Group! In our seats, I started chatting it up with two ladies next to me, who were retired teachers from Austin, TX. Very nice ladies, their first time to Vegas like us. We were all excited to see the Blue Men!
If you are ever in Vegas, you must see this show, it is just incredible, amazing, and hilarious. You can't help but emerge with a smile on your face. See the photo at right for me with a blue man - could I possibly be more elated?? The white stuff on me is crepe paper they give you to "decorate yourself." S. asked, "Are you going to wear that all night?" Guess I was embarrassing him again.
After that, we got a cab back to the hotel (thankfully) and here we are. Tomorrow's show is Cirque du Soleil's KA!
3 comments:
Is that a real Blue Man? You look so freakin' happy! I just can't stand the Blue Man Group. Sorry...but glad you are enjoying it!
Sounds like you are having a good time...I'm jealous! Although I'm glad I didn't have to deal with the bikini chicks at the pool. Next time have a little sake before you go swimming!
ahh, its been awhile since I have had Sake but I know exactly what you mean by the "warm feeling"...that is nice. I dont know much about the Blue Man Group other than the obvious....I should check them out on YouTube or something. I am glad that you are having a good time!
The Strip on the later post sounds crazy. I know when we went we kept getting accosted by the porn guys slapping their porn mags on their hands in your face...Didnt get out late at night much.
I knew you would love Blue Man Group! Crazy show isn't it? "My" blue Man let me touch his face (I asked for permission). Lots of blue paint! Icky!!
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