Vegas Travelouge: Day Two.
Viva Las Vegas!
By the time we got up for the day, my Mom had already been up for a few hours, and visited some of the shops on Fremont Street. We had a late start, which would be a continuing trend for the remainder of the trip. Getting babies ready to go in the morning is such a tedious task, since they're really not ready until about 9:30 or 10 in the morning. Changed, Diapered, and Fed.
We decided to start off the day at Circus Circus, which was a favorite of our the last time we visited. We had planned to stay there this time, but since they wanted to rob decent people for use of their cribs (12 bucks per night, for each crib), we passed on them. We found our breakfast in their hotel buffet, and that experience pretty much convinced my mom that buffets in Vegas really aren't that super. They're overpriced and pretty much mediocre. During breakfast, Alex was feeding himself and managed to stick a huge piece of pineapple in his mouth when no one was paying attention. His choking episode had been the longest we've ever experienced, about 30 to 45 seconds of us just pounding on him to dislodge the food. He was fine, of course, but it was quite the scare.
The Adventuredome at Circus Cirus is always fun, though it's geared mostly for bigger kids. We hit the quarter rides for Alex while Zoe zonked out hard. This girl was so tired that she folded over in half fast asleep in her stroller. After a few comments from passerbys who seemed concerned that she was doing a little too much yoga, my wife picked her to take her shoulder instead. We also caught a free clown show, and the highlight of that was when a kid from the audience inadvertedly flipped off the crowd when he stick out the wrong finger for the clown to twirl a basketball on. Again, it was a free clown show, though I shudder to see what paid clowns do.
We then hit Midway, which is another arcade type area where the carni games are featured indoors. We caught a couple free Circus acts there, won a few stuffed animals. We also blantantly ignored all signs about strollers on escalators. After all, it's Sin City.
Not a few hours after we left the hotel, it was time to return for the children's naps, and yes, it was as lame as it sounds now. We stuck them in the room and had them cry it out over the baby monitor, and my mom took a nap while I watched news about Britney being pregnant, and the collective world not giving a damn.
After the nap, we ambitiously headed back to the Strip toward Bellagio's. We parked at Caesars and had a look around, and visited one of those fancy fashion shoes where a pair of pumps went for $565. The winner is still the $500 umbrella. We decided to leave before they charged us for breathing on their merchandise. F.A.O. Schwartz had some toys, and we got a few cute pictures there, including the dynamic duo sitting in a $30,000 kid Humvee. I don't know why I let them sit in there, I suppose I thought it'd be the only chance they got. By the way, if anyone is wondering about what to get for their birthdays, the toy store does offer $100,000 gift cards.
We walked to a few other casinos before hitting the Bellagio fountains (which skipped a performance, so we had to wait for about 25 minutes instead of 15.) and the Sirens of TI, which sounds like some advanced alarm system for some Technical Institute. The show was hypersexual with layers of cheese - sample line being, "I'll allow any Seaman to be inside my cove...", but the pryotechnics was the bomb. My wife and I were 50% watching the show, and I was trying not to let Alex kick another person since we were all shoulder-to-shoulder and he had just tried to grab this girl's hair, and my wife was trying to calm Zoe down after some intense explosion made her climb up my wife's face.
By the time we got back to the hotel, it was close to 11pm and we would decide that we wouldn't start the Grand Canyon drive any earlier than 7. We were just too tired.
