Damn this week has gone fast. It's Monday morning, and this afternoon at 16:35 my flight leaves for London Gatwick...I seriously hope it's not delayed like my flight to Vegas was. Yesterday could have been described as a 'lazy' day, but it was cool nonetheless. I walked around a bit, but didn't go too far. I came back to my hotel room at around 1pm and started to pack. I've purchased a bit too much as my suitcase barely closes (it was pretty much empty when I arrived in Vegas). Still, it has closed...I just hope it's not over the weight limit. I also discovered the monorail yesterday too - oh how I wish I had gone on this earlier...it would have saved my legs the pain and anguish.
I saw the Cirque Du Soleil show 'Mystere' last night, but I almost missed it. Me, being the stupid tosser I am, booked it for the Saturday night by mistake, so I looked like a right tool when I asked to pick up my ticket, and they kindly informed me I was 24 hours late. Luckily, despite the 'no refund' policy, they managed to swap my ticket, and luckily the seat was actually much better (I was now 5 rows back, dead in the centre). I sat next to this girl called Tiffany from Canada who could hardly contain her excitement throughout the show. The show itself was amazing - the strength and skill of the performers was just incredible. It had quite a lot of comedy (including some acts walking through the audience as pre-show entertainment, throwing popcorn etc) and even some of the show took place in the audience too. It was very clever - kind of like the circus but a million times better and more impressive.
So now I'm on the final day - I went downstairs this morning to get some breakfast, being stopped on the way by a prostitute sitting at the slot machines asking me if I wanted some company - I politely declined. It's funny - considering prostitution is actually illegal in Las Vegas (believe it or not), it's right in front of you everywhere you go. There are literally people on the streets handing out flyers and leaflets for them - providing their phone number and the price. I'm kinda guessing that if you phoned them up, the person that comes wouldn't be the person in the leaflet though.
This'll be my last update until I get back to England now - I can't go online with my iPhone here in Vegas, and I am now packing up my laptop so this'll be it. But before I go, here's my list of the best of Vegas...
Best free show - The fountains at the Bellagio
Best paid-for show - It's close, but probably Penn & Teller
Best hotel from the outside - A tie between Caesar's Palace & The Venetian
Best hotel/casino from the inside - Rio
Easiest casino to get lost in - Caesar's Palace
Most impressive shopping mall - The Forum shops at Caesar's Palace
Things I've learnt in Vegas:
I actually really like Mexican food (we need more of it in England!)
Vegas is EXPENSIVE
Americans are very polite
The strip is looooonnnnnng
The 'Welcome to Vegas' sign is actually quite a long way away
Finally learnt the difference between a dime and a nickel
Considering it is illegal, prostitution isn't as subtle as you'd think.
After a whole day's walking, my socks could be considered hazardous material.
Being on your own isn't actually that bad
