What stays in Vegas is my money but at least the Elvis was free, two for the price of one actually. I'm still not sure why the tall one didn't answer to Bubs when I called, shy I guess.
Other than the fine meals, some good spins on the Wheel of Fortune and excellent company, Spamalot made me laugh hard and Le Reve kept me astonished and mesmerized.
Also astonishing were the hookers who propositioned me, the drunk lady who tried to explain to me her slot machine secrets while I was clearly many more credits up than she was, and the amount I was able to eat each day.
Now I need a vacation.
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