Sunday, Nov 5…
Oddly enough, there are tons of LDS churches in Vegas. The one I
chose was having a special meeting today, with two prelude numbers sung by a
Samoan choir. Very cool. Back at camp, there are 2 other RVs from WA state, and
the couple from Tacoma invited us to watch the Seahawks/Redskins game with
them. (Their rig is 42’ and very comfy. Huge kitchen area. I’m not jealous –
ours is perfect for us – but it was impressive w/o being overdone.)
After the game, Denise came over and asked if we’d like to join
them for an “appetizer” dinner at Hugo’s Cellar (an "old Vegas" establishment the Rat Pack used to frequent). She implied that Hugo's was pricey (hence appetizers), but we don't have to buy gas for a month so we can handle one night on the town.
We did have a wonderful evening, but - like the frog that never realizes he's being boiled b/c the temp goes up just one degree at a time - the game plan repeatedly shifted ever so slightly. Our first stop was Bellagio's (on the strip) to check out their Thanksgiving-themed botanical garden. After wandering awhile inside, we headed out and caught the end of the fountain show. Denise wanted to check out the Eiffel Tower, and we ended up getting a table and sharing a delicious smoked salmon appetizer (along w/ 3 glasses of wine, which I didn't share). The kitchen was straight out of Ratatouille. (The photo doesn't do it justice.)
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| Turkeys on Steroids |
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| Grim Harvester? |
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| Eiffel plays 2nd fiddle. |
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| Pristine. |
After our appetizer, we piled back in the car and drove south to check out Fremont Street Experience (apparently the original heart of Vegas). A very different sort of over-the-top environment, including: an Elvis impersonator wrapping up his act, a pair of exceedingly unattractive persons hoping you'll pay to have your pic taken with them, gazillions of lights, blaring music, and a zip line above our heads. We enter the Four Queens Hotel/Casino and take a wide stairway down to Hugo's Cellar. The decor is understated, and the service is probably the best I've ever experienced. Food also top notch. Too much to write. Ask me if you're interested. What I most appreciated was that each server (there were several) had a sense of humor. Each couple split an entree (sort of - Greg & each got a filet), and then we split the check. Late getting home, but no complaints. (And being well fed is much better than being boiled. 🐸)
After our appetizer, we piled back in the car and drove south to check out Fremont Street Experience (apparently the original heart of Vegas). A very different sort of over-the-top environment, including: an Elvis impersonator wrapping up his act, a pair of exceedingly unattractive persons hoping you'll pay to have your pic taken with them, gazillions of lights, blaring music, and a zip line above our heads. We enter the Four Queens Hotel/Casino and take a wide stairway down to Hugo's Cellar. The decor is understated, and the service is probably the best I've ever experienced. Food also top notch. Too much to write. Ask me if you're interested. What I most appreciated was that each server (there were several) had a sense of humor. Each couple split an entree (sort of - Greg & each got a filet), and then we split the check. Late getting home, but no complaints. (And being well fed is much better than being boiled. 🐸)
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