Captain’s Log 6,016
It was quite an adventure! It was more than I bargained for.
First, the good stuff.
It was wonderful to see Amy and Kelly again. They are so sweet! I feel like they are my own kids! I shared a room with them and we had a wonderful time. Our fun started with a backstage tour of Bally’s Jubilee show. Amazing! We got to walk around on the stage (that is equipped with three giant elevators to move the sets). 95% of the costume changes are done TWO FLIGHTS of stairs below the stage. During an average show, a dancer will climb 1,400 steps. OMG! All of that while wearing a 35-pound feathery thing on her head! Those gals are in shape! Most of them are also over 5’10” tall. They need to be tall to look “normal” on such a massive stage with massive sets.
We spent all day Thursday running around. That was fun. The Bellagio gardens are always a treat.
Such a sensuous flower
We walked the strip. Kelly found some interesting pals.
Practicing their fireman carry?
Then we found ourselves in……Paris! For real!
Ooh la la!
That night, we went to see a parody of Fifty Shades of Grey. It was hilarious! Over the top inappropriate and funny as hell! Wish I had written it.
I hurt myself laughing! Don’t think E.L. James would think this was funny.
We stopped to get some rum. It’s our tradition to drink rum in Vegas. We drank quite a bit of rum. It was really good rum.
Rare and expensive in Canada. Amy and Kelly were thrilled to see it for WAY cheaper (even in Vegas). We indulged. With real Coke.
And now….the bad stuff……
I woke up around 2:00 in the morning feeling like someone was standing on my stomach. I assumed it was the rum. The moment I sat up, I had to bolt for the bathroom and rid myself of the day’s stomach contents. That usually does the trick when someone has a disagreement with rum, but not this time. I knew I was flat out sick. And sick I was. No specific details here, but let’s just say I felt like setting up camp in the bathroom to make the journey easier. The hurling went on for 24 hours.
I missed all of Friday’s fun. All of it. I wasn’t able to join in for meals, play slot machines, or ride the big Ferris wheel. None of it. I was surprised I was upright and able to take the plane home on Saturday morning. I got home and fell asleep. I got up on Sunday afternoon and went to a birthday dinner for my sister. I ate about 1/3 of a baked potato and went right home to get prone again.
I have rounded the bend on this nasty bug now. I am not feeling 100% by any shake of the stick, but I am able to eat small amounts of food and remain functional. Life goes on and one must stay in the game.
So yes, it was fun. The bug took some of the polish off the experience, but I am grateful that nobody else got sick and I was able to get home.
Busy week at the salt mine. Yearly fundraiser on Saturday night. Lots to do.