would stay there if it wasn't shared! But where's the fun in that. Had a great trip with my cousin. But, it was not uneventful!
When we arrived at the lovely Mirage Hotel their computers were down. Line a mile long to check in and we were informed that they were checking people in manually and it was taking 15 to 20 minutes per check in. Nope. We checked our bags at the bell desk and heading out to the buffet for lunch. We then gambled a bit. Line was still crazy and not moving. My cousin went and talked to someone and they said yeah it's going to be a couple of hours. So we went next door to Caesars and walked through the shops. Did some more gambling and then headed back about five hours later from when we got there.
No line. Computers back up. Yay! We check in and up to the 10 floor we go. On the way up I say to my cousin "you think they really had enough time to update their computers with who all checked in? you know the last time we were in Vegas together 20 years ago remember there were people in the room? You don't think....no that won't happen" We were laughing a remembering how we changed rooms and then there were people in the second room and the guys (we were both married back then) said that's it and we left and went to another hotel. We get to the room, in goes the key, open the door AND yep. There is an old lady in bed watching TV. She just looks over at us. I said I'm so sorry and shut the door as fast as I could. My cousin is now saying I jinks us. Back to the front desk we go. Apologies all over the place. Here is a new room key. Oh and they are upgrading us to a volcano view room. Big whoop. I tell the front desk person to please call the room and make sure no one is in there before we go up. And she did and no one answered. So up we go. Back to the tenth floor but, volcano side of hotel this time. We approach the door and there is a privacy sign on the door. Nope. I'm not opening that door. My cousin starts to and then decides to knock. No one answers. She knocks again just to be safe. No answer. She starts to put the key in and then we hear a male voice "hello". Oh Lord above yes, it is very obvious that there is a "reason" they didn't answer the phone or the door right away. Oh man. My cousin says so sorry they gave us this room and this is the second one that has been occupied and you might want to lock your door if you haven't already. Oh, oh thank you says the guy. And we hear a "click". Doesn't anyone lock their door when in their hotel room! Back to the front desk we go. Again. And I'm cheesed off. Now there is a line in the lobby. No way. I go to VIP check in. Explain what happened. That the last room interruption was rather embarrassing since the people in the room were obviously "busy". Off goes the front desk person. We wait and wait. She comes back. New room. Well no shit. Personal escort up to room. Good because I'm not opening that door again. And a $75 dollar room credit. Now we're talking. And the buffets were great! No one in the third room. Thank God.
We went back out and later that night we got hungry. There is a deli at the Mirage and we decided to get a sandwich to go and to take back to the room and share. I tell the girl at the counter that I want to do a room charge. We had the room credit and I wanted to use it. She says sure no problem and your room number? I have absolutely no idea. I look at my cousin. How should I know it's our third room! She says with ID she can look it up. I give her my ID and ask her to write the number down! If we hadn't gone to get food, I don't know when it would have dawned on us that we had no idea what room we were in!
We did some fabulous shopping. Ate. Ate and ate more. Went to the Bellagio buffet. Crazy. Just crazy good. French toast stuff with bananas and nutella. Oh Lord. I called my mom while eating it. She says "say that again?" Oh yeah.
Saw KA the show at the MGM grand. It's one of the cirque de sol shows. It was fantastic. Highlight of the show for me was the two guys running around the rotating hamster wheels. You've seen them in circuses where they are driving a motorcycle inside one. Well this was a contraption with two hamster wheels on each end and a guy in each wheel running around inside while the whole thing rotated. Then one guys goes on the outside of the wheel. Then he starts jumping rope. My cousin leans over and asks me Pam I can't see, what is he tethered to. I say nothing. She says that is one crazy boy! I say yeah I'm about to wet my pants. If he falls he is one dead boy. Nothing below these crazy adrenaline junkies but hard floor from what I can see. And my over analyzing crazy monkey brain that I have, all I can think is that this is not the kind of job you can do forever. These guys were built like bricks. So when you can't physically do this job anymore what then? On your resume it says jump roping hamster wheel running crazy risk taking fucker. But, what? I guess you can qualify for a job at Wal-Mart. Rather anti climatic though.
On Sunday we went to the Grand Lux to eat. Oh man. Just roll me. Place is owned by the Cheesecake Factory. But, it is even better. Had a crab louie salad that was insane but, BUT, but the OOOoooOOOOoooo was the freshly baked while you ate chocolate chip pecan cookies that they then bring out to you in a to go box. Hot gooey goodness. I eat one and tell the waiter I want another box. Man's eyes pop out. I say I'm taking them home to my parents. He says well, it will be another twenty minutes. That's Okay we are not in a hurry. So now we are wondering around the Venetian's casino each carting a box containing a dozen cookies of goodness. And I finally feel the lucky mojo. A couple of hours later when we are ready to go I have over nine hundred dollars in my wallet. My cousin wants to hit me over the head with the box of cookies and is tired of watching me drain the penny machines. What can I say. My wallet was full, my tummy was full, had my cookies of goodness for my parents, it was time to go home.
It was a agate marble in my fun jar.
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