From the minute we got off the plane we were herded through a disney-like lineup to get a taxi. It was hilarious. I made meh meh sheep-like noises all the way but don't think the rest of the sheep understood what I say trying to mmeeeesay.
After getting the taxi from the airport to the Fabulous Bellagio we fought our way through a long line-up of people trying to get taxis (probably to get "away") so that we could get to the check-in area. Took more than half an hour to check-in to the fabulous five star Bellagio where it appeared that most people in front of us were arguing with the check-in staff... probably trying to cancel their bookings! It's honestly the most impersonal hotel we've ever been to.
Got to bed at around 10.30 last night because of the stupid travel agent but got up early about 9.30am. It took nearly 2 hours to find somewhere to get food. Why? Everywhere we were recommended to go to had at least a 20 minute wait to get a seat (queue). We eventually found a place called Ed's Burgers (something like that) where the female who took our order wore a swimsuit and fishnet tights. There is nothing more designed to put off a 62 year-old male's breakfast than having a 20 year old bum stuck in your face while ordering.
Had to queue for the Bellagio Cafe for a coffee and when I told the female m'aitre de we'd find our own seats she told me to get back in line..... we went somewhere else where the queue was only 3 minutes.
Mum and I are at this moment arguing about where to go tonight. I just want to go to bed and forget about the whole thing but Mum wants to go out. Mum wants to go to Planet Hollywood but I'd prefer to go shopping.
Just told Mum that there were lots and lots of folk our age walking along the strip with wine and beer in their hands having a great time. Mum said "I never saw that". I'm not surprised with that observation: Mum walked straight past a woman dressed as a chocolate and didn't even notice.
Tell you where we went laaaater.
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