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pilot_starI'm still at Vegas right now, but I figured since I have nothing to do and I don't really feel like taking a stroll outside (because it's way too hot), I'll just post about my trip so far.
I didn't have a digital camera for the drive up here, so I won't post about it. It was pretty uneventful anyway, I slept for most of the way.
I'm staying at The Venetian, for reasons I can't be sure of. I think it has to do with my family friend's business associate. In any case, the hotel rooms are preetty sweet, but after a few days, you get used to them.
Since the I'm not indulgent in the acts of gambling or drinking, or spending copious amounts of hard-earned money on brand-name underwear (mostly because I don't have said copious amounts of hard-earned money), or even going to strip teases (although my sister had to stop me for this one, god knows I was staring at the screen with those ads of girls taking off their bikini tops with the word "OOPS" or "WHAT" conveniently placed in the areas of most interest), the only vice I really had when at so-called "sin city" was to watch shows. There are a couple of shows playing at the Venetian, but Phantom of the Opera and Blue Man Group were the only ones I wanted to watch, really.
I managed to secure two tickets to Blue Man Group show, but since I ordered them on the morning of (I was waiting to see if my parents wanted to see it too), I only got tickets for the last row of the top-most balcony.
I suppose it wasn't all bad, since one of the Blue Men climbed up here at some point in the show. I screamed. A lot. I also wanted to hug him, but I'm sure security would've dragged me out. Still screaming.
Anyway, after the show, to my utmost ecstasy, the band and a few of the Blue Men were standing outside the theater (I counted two, but I could've missed one somewhere). I didn't have a program to let him "sign", which I regret. (He signed things by rubbing some paint on his lips (from his head) and making a lip mark on it. I thought it was really cool.) But, me and my sis managed to take a photo with him!
Here, look at my photo. Best photo, all trip.
Right, a few things I wanted to mention:
1. I liked the background music in the bathroom.
2. Anyone know what the blue men were doing in that one part where they were touching each other's faces? I thought they were trying to get the Captain Crunch off, but my sis said they were grooming (?).
It was... kinda hot...
I didn't have a digital camera for the drive up here, so I won't post about it. It was pretty uneventful anyway, I slept for most of the way.
I'm staying at The Venetian, for reasons I can't be sure of. I think it has to do with my family friend's business associate. In any case, the hotel rooms are preetty sweet, but after a few days, you get used to them.
Since the I'm not indulgent in the acts of gambling or drinking, or spending copious amounts of hard-earned money on brand-name underwear (mostly because I don't have said copious amounts of hard-earned money), or even going to strip teases (although my sister had to stop me for this one, god knows I was staring at the screen with those ads of girls taking off their bikini tops with the word "OOPS" or "WHAT" conveniently placed in the areas of most interest), the only vice I really had when at so-called "sin city" was to watch shows. There are a couple of shows playing at the Venetian, but Phantom of the Opera and Blue Man Group were the only ones I wanted to watch, really.
I managed to secure two tickets to Blue Man Group show, but since I ordered them on the morning of (I was waiting to see if my parents wanted to see it too), I only got tickets for the last row of the top-most balcony.
I suppose it wasn't all bad, since one of the Blue Men climbed up here at some point in the show. I screamed. A lot. I also wanted to hug him, but I'm sure security would've dragged me out. Still screaming.
Anyway, after the show, to my utmost ecstasy, the band and a few of the Blue Men were standing outside the theater (I counted two, but I could've missed one somewhere). I didn't have a program to let him "sign", which I regret. (He signed things by rubbing some paint on his lips (from his head) and making a lip mark on it. I thought it was really cool.) But, me and my sis managed to take a photo with him!
Here, look at my photo. Best photo, all trip.
Right, a few things I wanted to mention:
1. I liked the background music in the bathroom.
2. Anyone know what the blue men were doing in that one part where they were touching each other's faces? I thought they were trying to get the Captain Crunch off, but my sis said they were grooming (?).
It was... kinda hot...