24 more hours in Vegas, and we would make the most of it, in our own little ways. First stop was the buffet, where we purchased our meal tickets for the day and settled in for our first meal. The food was varied, the selection enormous, the flavors unsurpassed. Don
ald, not usually a buffet aficionado, said it was the best food of the vacation. After breakfast, we strolled off to the pool area, having left our rooms suitably attired for a swim. We spent a relaxing few hours under the trees but in the sun. Later, at the slots, where I had given myself a gambling allowance, I am ashamed to say that I got gambling fever and just knew that the next one would be the BIG ONE. I went far over my allowance, and was finally able to break myself away, but not until I had lost a whopping $31.
ald, not usually a buffet aficionado, said it was the best food of the vacation. After breakfast, we strolled off to the pool area, having left our rooms suitably attired for a swim. We spent a relaxing few hours under the trees but in the sun. Later, at the slots, where I had given myself a gambling allowance, I am ashamed to say that I got gambling fever and just knew that the next one would be the BIG ONE. I went far over my allowance, and was finally able to break myself away, but not until I had lost a whopping $31. We took a Vegas road trip and visited the Venetian for a taste of Italy. It was lovely, and the closest to Italy I have been since visiting the Italy pavilion at EPCOT. Then the day was a round
of eating, resting, shopping, gambling, until it was time to get ready for the 7:00 showing of Ka. Donald and I had previously seen Mystere and La Nouba, and looked forward to this show with anticipation. 
On line it had looked amazing, and I wondered how a sandstorm was going to be represented on the stage. (With lots and lots of cork, I later learned.) Ka was interesting, but I think it lacked the incredible athleticism of the previous two, and became my third favorite Cirque show.
of eating, resting, shopping, gambling, until it was time to get ready for the 7:00 showing of Ka. Donald and I had previously seen Mystere and La Nouba, and looked forward to this show with anticipation. 
On line it had looked amazing, and I wondered how a sandstorm was going to be represented on the stage. (With lots and lots of cork, I later learned.) Ka was interesting, but I think it lacked the incredible athleticism of the previous two, and became my third favorite Cirque show.At 3:30ish am, we, and probably many others on the fourth floor of MGM, were awakened by running bare feet in the corridor - lots of it - and female shouts of, "Run, Lisa, Run!" None of us felt like leaping out of bed to look through the peephole or to call the front desk to report it. There was much speculation between Donald and Clyde for the next few days about what Lisa and friends might have been doing. And wearing. What happened in Vegas stayed in Vegas.
July 1st and Day 15, and Laughlin, here we come. We stopped at Sam's Town Casino for the Buffalo Stampede and Fountain show, shooting eight stories into the air while the waters dance in the lights to a symphonic score recorded by the Indianapolis Philharmonic Orchestra. We were ready for some CULTURE. Sam's Town also sponsors a NASCAR Nationwide race, the Sam's Town 300. We walked in, eager to see the show, and we asked several staff members about its location. Maybe they were new because they didn't know what we were talking about. That wasn't a good sign. Once we found the woman who knew about the show, she gave us the news that the 10:00 show had been cancelled. Waiting around in the casino with the three other patrons currently there didn't appeal, so we left after photographing some splendidly fake-looking wildlife in their fake-looking habitats.
It was 103 degrees when we got back in the car at 9:30. Nice! We passed through Henderson and Boulder City, and cruised onto 95S to Laughlin. Out in the desert, and there was lots and lots of desert, we saw giant solar panels, sheets of them. Clean alternate energy sources are always interesting, like a science project that somebody else made. Once on 163E, we were watching for the Sacred Mountains, which we knew were on the road approaching Laughlin. We were unsuccessful, but we did see many red cacti on the desert hillsides.
We got to Harrah's early, around 11:00, and our rooms were not ready for us. No matter, we needed gas, so off we went across the Colorado River into Arizona and a different time zone. I guess a river is as good a state line divider as anything. We checked mileage, as usual, with the fill ups, and i
t was one of our lowest at 18.84 mpg. That's Vegas, baby.
t was one of our lowest at 18.84 mpg. That's Vegas, baby. Back at Harrah's we had a nice (buffet) lunch at Fresh Market Square, then we all got Player Cards so we would be eligible for the 5:00 drawing for $100. We spent the afternoon at the slots, walking around the hotel, and just hanging. We did not win the $100 or even the second or third prizes. We consoled ourselves by visiting the pool area, the beach, and the river side. And with supper at the buffet.
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