We woke up Monday morning ready to embrace the magic of Las Vegas… only to find that our hotel room was still clinging to memories of the previous guests. An earring sparkled at us from the floor, and the toilet decided to remain clogged.
So Scott, our negotiator marched to reception with our complaints, apologies, constructive critic about earrings and plumbing. To their credit, the hotel staff were fairly apologetic and to not ruin our vacation completely, went full Vegas on the compensation: another set of food and drink vouchers, complimentary tickets to the tower (108 floors!), and last but not least scratching the resort fee. Net result? Three nights in Vegas for 30 euros total. Our usual brunches are more expensive than that.
We couldn’t move into our new, hopefully sticky stain free room until 1pm, so we headed out to my absolute favorite part of town: Downtown Vegas. It’s got charm, neon, and all the weird and fun one hopes for in this city. We had a leisurely brunch, picked up some donuts, and gambled a little.
From there we walked to the outlet center for some absolutely necessary shopping, then back to the hotel where we finally changed rooms. No plumbing issues this time and a much bigger room!
A little relax, after which we treated ourselves to a late lunch at our favorite arepa place, which continues to be amazing.
We took a bus to the strip, because Scott had bought tickets to Blue Man Group, which I thought was going to be a concert. Spoiler: it was not. It was a full-on, interactive performance with zero words, a lot of paint, and audience participation. I spent a solid chunk of the show planning my escape in case they decided to pull me on stage. My plan? Play dumb and pretend I don’t speak English. Flawless. Fortunately, I stayed in my seat, and the show was an absolute blast — bizarre, brilliant, and just the right amount of chaotic.
We returned to the hotel with over 30,000 steps on the pedometer and just enough energy left to collapse into our (new and improved) bed.
So Scott, our negotiator marched to reception with our complaints, apologies, constructive critic about earrings and plumbing. To their credit, the hotel staff were fairly apologetic and to not ruin our vacation completely, went full Vegas on the compensation: another set of food and drink vouchers, complimentary tickets to the tower (108 floors!), and last but not least scratching the resort fee. Net result? Three nights in Vegas for 30 euros total. Our usual brunches are more expensive than that.
We couldn’t move into our new, hopefully sticky stain free room until 1pm, so we headed out to my absolute favorite part of town: Downtown Vegas. It’s got charm, neon, and all the weird and fun one hopes for in this city. We had a leisurely brunch, picked up some donuts, and gambled a little.
From there we walked to the outlet center for some absolutely necessary shopping, then back to the hotel where we finally changed rooms. No plumbing issues this time and a much bigger room!
A little relax, after which we treated ourselves to a late lunch at our favorite arepa place, which continues to be amazing.
We took a bus to the strip, because Scott had bought tickets to Blue Man Group, which I thought was going to be a concert. Spoiler: it was not. It was a full-on, interactive performance with zero words, a lot of paint, and audience participation. I spent a solid chunk of the show planning my escape in case they decided to pull me on stage. My plan? Play dumb and pretend I don’t speak English. Flawless. Fortunately, I stayed in my seat, and the show was an absolute blast — bizarre, brilliant, and just the right amount of chaotic.
We returned to the hotel with over 30,000 steps on the pedometer and just enough energy left to collapse into our (new and improved) bed.
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