Vegas by night

Ah, the neon. Quintessential Vegas. The crowds, the glow, the gambling, the discarded pictures of naked girls lying on the footpath. Love it. Although Vegas is busy during the day, it heaves at night. The shops are open until at least 10pm, and the casinos never shut. The lines for the clubs are huge. There are shows on every night - this place never sleeps.



A lot of the hotels have free shows outside the hotel that happen a few times a night, and these often become their trademarks. Treasure Island has the Sirens of TI - a pirate ship that duels with another ship and sinks it; The Mirage has a volcano erupting every hour; the Wynn has a light show; Atlantis sinks once an hour at Caesars, and my favourite - the fountains at Bellagio. Going every 15 minutes at night, coreographed to music, they are spectacular. Considering that the Bellagio is around 17 stories high at a guess, and the biggest ones go higher than that, they are amazing.














Another big highlight was going to see Wayne Brady's show. Having seen him on Whose Line is it Anyway, I was SO excited to see him live, and he didn't disappoint. He's so clever, witty, and being handsome helps a bit too I guess. It's all done off the cuff - he asks for ideas/words from the audience, and then makes things up from there. So much fun!

Nic left on the Sunday morning, and Andrew and I went back to the outlet malls and shopped up a storm, a bit more successfully this time. We also had a bit of an unsuccessful flutter at the casino, got offered comps, and I was so used to saying no to anyone trying to sell stuff that I turned the comps down. Doh. Still kicking myself now.