The days unfold in Vegas; yesterday was equally fantabulous as Laura and I walked miles and miles in comfortable shoes spritzed with baby powder and didn't care about how we looked in our sensible footwear. We started the day with a jolt of caffeine and a chocolate muffin and headed out on the strip to upscale shopping adjacent to Caesar's Palace. Thankfully there was more than Chanel, Gucci, Coach, and Juicy Couture. We landed out at familiar Express and spent time trying on lots of (cool) clothing and spending some money. Then, further down the strip at the Mirage we decided on breakfast for lunch at Carnegie Deli. Revived on swiss cheese omelet, toast, and hash browns, it was on down the strip to Fashion Place Mall for more shopping. Our feet felt like demons by then but we persevered until we made it even further down the strip to Circus Circus and the Riveria. Our will call tickets for the Russian Ice Show had to be claimed several hours prior to the evening show.
By 5 PM, totally whipped, we bailed out of the long walk home by taking the public transit bus which felt marvelous on the feet (even better when we soaked those swollen stumps for legs in a tub of cold water back at Planet Hollywood). Rejuvenated, we took the bus all the way back out Las Vegas Boulevard to experience the show at 8 PM. Bedazzled we were with the acrobatic stunting and costumes that made the ice pop.
We won't mention how mean the slot machines have been to us. Trust me.
Here's a look at Laura and me....hamming it up.
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