Viva Gelato!

Las Vegas Nevada

Day 31

Gorgeous, fabulous, sunny and warm weather today.  We are enjoying it while it lasts. 

I was forced to march a little after 9:00, around the resort, it's a BIG place for an urban RV park.  Actually, it didn't start out urban, it used to be out of town, but the town soon followed...

After the short 2 mile march (the gestapo was getting hungry) we headed to the pool.  The pool and pool areas are beautiful, easily the nicest of anywhere that we've traveled. 

Jim in the pool.  The couple in the background have no idea that they are on the internet.

The pool area has plenty of shaded areas too, I like the tall palms

We can't stay out in the sun too long, came back had lunch and discussed where what we would do this afternoon.  Apparently, this wore Jim out, and he decided to take a long nap.   Later we headed downtown to walk more and purchase show tickets for later this week. 

We parked at Bally's/Paris HUGE parking garage.  The garage is about a quarter mile from the Strip, and there is no direct route anywhere in this town...everything must, must, must go through a casino.  Clever, huh?  Our destination was the Mirage, 'practically across the street'.  NOTHING n Las Vegas is 'across the street'.  Also the street is about., oh.....27 lanes wide or so and the sidewalks are the width of the average interstate.  At least we could actually see the Mirage.  The good news was that it was only one hotel away...that bad new was that the 'hotel' was Caesars Palace.  Caesars covers an area the size of Vatican City.  

The atrium of the shops at Caesars Palace.  Curved escalators!

Jim bought the show tickets, Terry Fator (the ventriloquist) while I visited the ladies restroom.  Good Lord, I could have spent the rest of the day in there admiring all the marble and 'fanciness' of it all!  Jim was almost done purchasing the tickets when I came out.  We really didn't want to pay over $200/each for the 'best' tickets, so we opted for seats 25 rows back.  They assured us that we won't need to take our binoculars...

By the time we started our return hike, we were getting hungry.  I knew we had steaks defrosted to be grilled for dinner, so all of Jim's suggestions were falling on deaf ears.  He sure tried though:

Hon, look...gelato!  Want some gelato?

Carnagie Deli!

Pastry shop, wanna take some back to the RV?
Another gelato shop....hon? hon?

Sugar Factory!  How about some candy? Chocolate?

You sure you don't want some ice cream?

Parasol art at the Bellagio

Photography Lesson: Always check your background, look at the babe over my left shoulder!

Somehow, we managed to escape back to the car, buying only a bottle of  water from a street vendor, who probably only knew four words of the English language...*ice-water-one-dollar*.

As we turned into the RV park, Jim mentioned that he needed to stop in the store by the office. 

He returned with Ben & Jerry.

Oh Crap...