Grand Hotel

It was time to make our way back to Las Vegas, but first we got a nice send off from some woodland friends!

 

Just like that, were back in Vegas!. We would be spending our last night here at the world famous Bellagio Hotel.

 

We got checked-in relatively easily. This hotel is huge and gorgeous, but there were, for me some drawbacks, especially after our excellent experience at the Trump Tower. Firstly, it’s loud and almost chaotic as opposed to the quiet boutique hotel experience we had previously. Like most hotels on the strip, this is also a casino. I didn’t realize how nice it was to have peace and quiet at the end of the day. Here, you had to walk a mile through all the beeping,  clanging machines and smoking gamblers just to get to the elevator. I know, I know, it’s Vegas and to be expected. I’m sure most people want the convenience of having the casino right there, it’s just me. On to the room!

I’ll do just a bit more griping. THERE WAS NO COFFEE MAKER!!!! What? Yup. They don’t want you spending extra time in your room enjoying a coffee. You gots to get to gamblin’. I sent my poor husband all the way down through the maze of a lobby to fetch some overpriced cups of Joe. Lastly, the snacks on display are on sensors so if you even pick them up you’re charged. Guess who knocked over a bag of macadamia nuts with her purse?

We headed out just in time to see the three o’clock fountain show. There was a bit of time to explore the grounds.

Our free LaQuinta breakfast was long behind us so we set about looking for food.  Some  quick research led me to an Asain Dim Sum Place that looked good.

We hadn’t explored this resort yet. It was really impressive, especially the facades.

We got a couple of choices from the cart and couple entrees as well.

Everything was tasty. Nothing out of this world, but solid. We spent the rest of the day walking about, looking at stuff and stopping for drinks. Perfect vacation activities. First stop was Beer Park . This was atop part of the Paris Hotel.

This place had game tables and Giant Jenga. We got right to work.

 

Next up: the Flamingo Resort. I read that they have a shark tank so we went to check it out. Turns out it’s only open for hotel guests until a certain hour. Fair enough. The grounds were beautiful and well worth exploring.

We made our way back to the Linq Hotel area to get off our feet for a bit.

Restored, we took another loop around the strip. It was a gorgeous evening, prime for people watching.

We slipped into a lounge that was hosting an Open Mic. This was a hoot. The host was doing a great job encouraging people. What he was not good at was turning round so I could get a good picture.

Honestly, there was real talent here this night. I however, choose to record this fine gentleman:

We continued our walkabout. The Venetian was looking lovely at night.

We popped into it’s sister resort, The Palazzo. A bit quieter than the famous Venetian.

Next, we wandered over to the Wynn Resort. This is by far the fanciest hotel I’ve ever visited. It has earned all the ultimate accolades: AAA five diamond, Mobil five-star, Forbes five-star, Michelin five star, and Zagat Survey Top U.S. Hotel ratings, as well as one Michelin star for its restaurant Wing Lei.

The lobby was just dripping with luxurious fabrics and fixtures.

I’m not sure if there was some sort of spring flower festival or if this was a regular occurrence, but there were fresh flower topiary displays everywhere.

Earlier we had checked out the menu at the bar where we enjoyed our happy hour drink. It was barbecue and looked pretty darn good.  This is where we landed back for dinner. I copied the descriptions from the menu. They’re in all caps, but I’m not yelling at you.

Another thing that drew us back to Virgil’s was the fact that they had live music. This lady was a belter. She sounded a lot like Melissa Etheridge. No complaints here.

We wandered back to the main drag. We had just enough umph left for one more drink.

We ended up back at the Bellagio for our final nightcap. Yes, we knew the prices were going to be exorbitant, but we were at least prepared this time.

The place was sleek and attractive.

We knocked back our lavish drinks and headed up to our room. I believe Mr. Jones was asleep before I got my shoes off. I was still on the clock documenting our exploits.

Guys, we have just one day left! Let’s make the most of it.

Up Next: We go on a treasure hunt!