After a 4:30 wake up call and nearly 10 hours in transit I arrived in Las Vegas midday on Friday. After getting charged half a first born child for checking in early and stopping by the conference registration desk I decided I might as well take advantage of staying at the Las Vegas Paris right on the Strip.
It was an absolutely gorgeous day. I wished I hadn't bothered wearing my jacket!
Then I found my way into the Venetian and the Grand Canal shops. There was a point where I honestly had no idea how to get back out and thought I might have to move in. I didn't mind this at all other than the fact that if I was staying I was going to wind up buying so Husband would have to get more jobs if I were going to live there!
Interestingly, having been to actual Paris and actual Venice, I think the Vegas versions smell better. Not sure the French or the Italians would really approve though!