What happens in Vegas…
Apr 23rd, 2007 by Ashley
[originally posted on 4/12/07, updated with photos]
Goes home with you. *
I’m just kidding.
So we got there around 7:30pm, headed straight to Venetian. We were lucky enough to get a room in Venezia, but not lucky enough to get a free upgrade. My bad, I shouldn’t have said “he’s not my type” out loud in Mandarin when we checked in. (We were joking about flirting with front desk to get a better room.) Apparently, Robert, the guy at the reception desk, is half-Taiwanese. Forgive me, but I really can’t tell. You couldn’t, either!
Anyways, we had a pretty decent dinner at Pinot. Then we walked from Venetian to Paris with my fancy black dress and killer black sandals. They did kill my feet by the time we got to Paris. We went there for the famous piano duet. They were fabulous, Billy and David. However, they weren’t able to sing the song I requested, like Slow Motion by Third Eye Blind. So I settled for Smell Like Teen Spirit because I played bass part of that song once. We went there on Sunday night and Billy came over and talked to us a bit before they started. He remembered us. He said we were the ones who requested some “obscure” songs the other night and I told him to check out Slow Motion.
I don’t remember what we did after that, but clearly we did something else cos we went to bed around 4 and we slept til noon. Hurriedly we went for buffet, Ceaser’s didn’t look good enough so we switched our destination to Paris which gave us a good 40 minutes wait. It was pretty good. I love Creme Caramel! And we had fun “helping out” our waitress. I guess she reminds us of Niki, single mom in Vegas? Anyways, we went our separate ways afterwards. Chun went back and managed to finished one book I brought (the one by Kaori Ekuni) and I went to Las Vegas Hilton for… dadadada Star Trek: The Experience!!!
It proved again that it’s not as much fun as it can/should be going with trekkies. We went on the Klingon ride twice and Borg ride once. I love the Klingon ride! If only I wasn’t bleeding everywhere. It could have been a thousand time better. But this is life. Got a few cute T-shirts (a Q Ferengie “What’s in it for me?”, a Q Vulcun “live long and prosper” and a Q Borg “get assimilated”) and a Klingon shooter (I was gonna buy a engraved Klingon Bird of Prey thing but I don’t remember if I bought a star fleet engraved thing the last time I was there, so I didn’t.) I talked to a girl from Romania when I was (wrongly) in line for a backstage tour. I initiated the conversation since she was alone and I was too (in the Star Trek lover world.) I asked her whether she knew what species the blue person was. She told me she was Andorian. (Man, I haven’t watched ST for such a long time.)
10pm, we went to Wynn for Monty Python’s Spamalot!!!!! It was hilarious from the beginning to The End. (Spamalot deserves its own post… later, if I have the energy.)
Got up earlier than Saturday, Wynn for brunch. I like Wynn better for their exquisite dessert (I think I had 3 creme caramel, yumm~) and chilled seafood. Went to Coke and M&M place and then went all the way back to Treasure Island to see Mystere by Cirque du Soleil! It was fantastic but too short. And secretly and personally I like Spamalot better. We eat ham, jam and spam a lot!
Chun went out to gamble a bit as Welton took a luxurious bath with his laptop and wine glass (!?) and I went downstairs to watch people gamble. I love to watch roulette and I’d love to play if I have cash with me. But, bleh, I know I wouldn’t cos I’m a chicken. I’ve never played at the table before. (I never play slots either. I’m not at all interested anyway. Slots are boring.) The next time I definitely will. Someone has promised (although he doesn’t sometimes hold on to his promise -_-) to company me at the table.
Later we met at Paris for a light dinner (crepe!) We settled in Napoleon’s bar, sitting in the very front (per my request) and that’s when Billy came over and said hi. I had Pinot Grigio that night as opposed to Long Island Iced Tea (cos the Long Island I had the other night was like coke with just a little drop of alcohol -_-) I made a request. As usual, I put three songs on the paper in case they didn’t know the song. Why Does it Always Rain on Me, which was such a classic, but they, Scott, picked Hotel California. It was nice but if you, Scott, considered it a chick song, why don’t you sing the other two. We heard quite a few good piece, including Meat loaf’s Paradise by the Dashboard Life. It’s a very interesting song. Also Queen’s classic Bohemian Rhapsody, Shout, If I had a million dollars, and many classic rocks. I put another request for Scott cos I didn’t see him getting much and apparently he thought Me and My Shadow was too old. Hell, how would I know which one is older. 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s… I heard them all in late 90s or 00s. They’re all the same to me. So he asked me if there’s anything else I wanna hear, and I gave him other three request notes to make him pick. (He called me the hot chick in the front row, by the way. But I was already mad at him, so whatever.) He threw the notes to Billy cos he didn’t know any of those songs. And Billy was such a sweetheart (cos he likes my songs.) You know, I tried to find some 80s cos I don’t think they would know the bands I’m into. I love oldies but I’m not an expert. I was born in the 80s and I didn’t learn English until I was 8. The very limited resource I once had, MAX FM, was unfortunately turned into a country station. (I don’t like systematic research. I like surprises. Guess it’s my fault.)
Anyways, he picked Don’t You Want Me, a classic from the 80s. It was really fun. I was pretty satisfied and I cannot think of other songs to request, so I just sat, simply enjoyed whatever they performed and sipped my Pinot Grigio. And out of the blue, Billy decides to play Should I Stay or Should I Go by the Clash, which is another fun song. Chun said he sang this one for me for free. Told you he’s a sweetheart! We stayed til the show ended and Billy came over again asked how long we were gonna stay. Unfortunately, we were leaving the next morning. So he told us that it’s fun to play for us. I hope he meant it cos it’s really fun to hear them play (even though I kept throwing them “obscure” requests.)
We got to Venetian around 2 and got up at 4 to take our 6am flight… it was the worst part of the trip…
*for those who don’t live in the states or don’t watch TV. Lately Las Vegas has a slogan: What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
Viva Las Vegas!
Sounds a really nice trip. What a Life!
you’re more than welcome to visit me ;)