This is the ceiling of the Bellagio. We decided that the Bellagio was the classiest place in Vegas, but that might just be because of Ocean's 11.
And what trip would be complete without a visit to a fake bridge?
I learned to play a song on the ukulele for Mayla's Valentine's Day present. She really enjoyed it, even though it wasn't very good yet. I've decided that the uke is more my style instrument than the guitar. For her part, Jemayla gave me a poster with a life-sized Jemayla traced on it to keep me company while she's away. Unfortunately the poster doesn't seem to like me much. It never laughs at my jokes, and when I tried to kiss it goodnight it gave me a paper cut.
This is chocolate fountain next to a candy shop. Jemayla stood staring at it for a long, long time. She was finally asked to leave after the janitor arrived for the third time to mop up her drool puddle (it was becoming quite the slipping hazard). Now she keeps dropping hints about what she wants for her birthday.
There was a curious lack of drinking fountains (as well as an abundance of alcohol) in the casinos. Consequently, Jemayla got a little bit too excited when she saw this waterfall/restaurant sign, and started drinking. Security was not pleased. I told them that they could just give Jemayla a picture of the chocolate fountain and the waterfall would be refilled in no time, but they didn't believe me. The janitor would have backed me up, but he was still wringing out his mop.
Not long after this we found a shopping center (Jemayla bought some shoes and I bought a rather tiny but very expensive bottle of a Gatorade), and of course we were immediately attracted to the silliest things we could find.
I remember Chad owning some glasses like these.
I still have nightmares about the 80's.
In the mall we got $20 dollars for watching a screener for some new makeover show (foolishly named "Making Over America with Trinny and Susannah"). We also got to see the Stone Man, a really cool street performer(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJrB8KxIvzA), and people giving out free hugs.
Of course, like any trip we had our disasters. At a gas station in the Nevada desert a guy pointed out that you could see the wires shining through our tires. Sure enough, the tires were all worn waaaaay down. Montpelier is so muddy I rarely see the tire tread, so I had no idea that we were one little bump away from spending Valentine's Day dehydrating in the desert. Luckily there was a garage nearby where we could get some new tires, and we were happily on our way.
