Good morning from the Bellagio hotel! When we last left off, I was having an issue with redeeming my free play reward from MyVegas. I figured I could go try again this morning.
I stopped for some photos of the Bellagio conservatory. One poor bear was getting brain surgery.
Good morning from the wonderful Orleans hotel and casino, located in fabulous Las Vegas. If you are just joining us, you may want to start at the beginning of this report, which you can find here.
I slept with the bathroom door closed, which meant the bathroom window did not wake me up by screaming “LOOK AT ME! THE SUN IS OUT!”
I had intended to get up early, go use a MyVegas reward for breakfast, and then come back and check out. Instead, I gambled.
I stopped at Java Vegas, where the line was so very long. GIVE. ME. MY. COFFEE. PLEASE.
I gambled around Orleans and did not win anything because only winners win and I am a loser. I said a last goodbye to all my favorite machines and went upstairs to grab my stuff.
I looked at my bill on the television and I owed $1.87. I went and counted out $1.87 in change to pay at the front desk. That is a thing I have noticed while in Vegas, the accumulation of change. Once I started getting comped everywhere, I stopped using cash daily. So all that change you collect when you play slots and cash out with change, just grows and grows. I used to use it to pay change on bills at restaurants, gift shops, etc. Now I just use my slot card and watch as my wallet grows fatter in the wrong compartment.
As I get ready to hand over my $1.87, the guy at the front desk asks if I want to use my points to pay for the charge. YES. Oops. I guess I will use this change to pay for the bus.
I go outside and walk to the bus stop. You walk the entire parking lot, which is ginormous. Then you cross Arville, which is easy peasy. Then you cross Tropicana, which takes forever. And of course, during the time you are waiting for the light to say “walk” your bus comes and leaves while you just stand there on the wrong side of the street, watching it pull away without you.
I have been to Las Vegas more times than I have been anywhere else in the world. I don’t keep a running count, but if you held a gun to my head and made me answer, I would yell out “THIRTY! DON’T SHOOT!”
I am in the process of a very intense project of uploading so much Vegas stuff on here. But in the meantime, I will be doing some shorter posts.
Today, we will visit the top best and bottom worst rooms I have stayed in. Please keep in mind, I am not stating these are the best and worst in the entire city. Just out of what I personally have experienced.