Miles: N/A
Weather: sunny and warm
3am and I'm wide awake listening to the sounds of Vegas outside our room. I wake up my other half, whom has stolen all the blankets(as usual.) The sounds of sirens awoke me a couple times during the night, come to find out someone had robbed the Stratosphere during the night. I was kinda bummed we had slept the night away, but my body definitely needed the rest. We turned on the t.v. and decided to head to Ellis Island, a couple blocks off the strip, for breakfast. Before leaving I had printed out a list of all the "deals" in Vegas, and Ellis Island had a few graveyard/breakfast specials. We walked through the somewhat sketchy neighborhoods to the casino and arrive around 4:30am for some biscuits and gravy. The 3.99 meal tasted like a 3.99 meal, worse than cafeteria food but still able to ease a hungry tummy. We make our way back to Bills just in time for sunrise, close the curtains and fall asleep for a couple more hours.
Once we wake up for the day(again) around 9am we throw on the swimsuits and head for the Flamingo pool. Since Bills does not have a pool, admission is included into the pool next door for free. We walk in and see all the stuffy, rich folk sitting poolside afraid of a little water. Me and my thunder thighs make our way to the water, which is a little more than chilly. But coming from Indiana a little cold water cannot frighten me off. About an hour and a half in the pool earns me a nice sunburn, I start to resemble Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer. We head back to the hotel and change for the afternoon adventures.
First stop- Imperial Palace for the Auto Collection Showroom. A beautiful collection of around 200 cars includes former owners Elvis, Johnny Carson and presidents of foreign countries. A hot pink 1951 Mercury strikes my eyes, causing a slight love affair with a chopped, slammed, gorgeous piece of hot rod. What a wonderful piece of work, only such thing can make a woman weak in the knees. Once Jerry peels me away from the auto museum we head to the Miracle Mile shops at Planet Hollywood for lunch and some shopping. We stop in a small restaurant for a bite to eat, check out a few art galleries, chug a Corona and do some browsing through shops I could never afford. We head down the street to catch a show at Treasure Island featuring the sirens. It was a pretty good show, cheesy but cute. Next stop-Fremont Street.
Fremont is hopping tonight, with more tourists and performers littering the street than the daytime. We head straight for dollar margaritas, chugging them down like water. We catch a magician playing tricks with cigarettes and sugar packets, he's definitely good for a few laughs. I am in complete awe of the surplus of rockabilly boys and gals surrounding me. Greaser boys + pompadours + rolled up jeans = heaven. See, Viva Las Vegas(a rockabilly car show) starts the day we leave Vegas. I am utterly disappointed by this fact(Debbie, if you're reading this, I may need a few days off April next year.) By this point, I was feeling the pressure of too many alcoholic beverages and decide it's about time for dinner. We head to 4 Queens for some $8 prime rib, vegetables and potatoes. It was the most delicious meal a drunk person could ask for. After dinner we hop back on the Deuce, headed for Bills. About 2am we hit the sack, last night in Vegas was a blast. One thing is for sure, next time to Vegas Fremont Street is the way to go.
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