viva las vegas
in case you want to play along at home, here's the rough itinerary for our las vegas trip:
sunday
drive to burlington way too early. board plane. fly through the air with the greatest of ease. land in chicago. sprint through o'hare like o.j. (minus the wife-killing). board another plane. eat peanuts, kick the back of the seat of the person in front of me who insists on reclining. land in las vegas around noon.
check into our hotel, the aladdin. admire its gigantic bathtub and in-room high-speed internet access. feel like a dork for doing so.
dine at delmonico. correction: gorge at delmonico.
sleep it off.
monday
maybe a little shopping, certainly a little nickel-losing, and definitely a lot of people-watching.
dine at nobu. mm, fish. in the desert.
tuesday
there go more nickels, right down the toilet. perhaps a visit to the liberace museum, where they think he wasn't gay. and who knows? we might go all out and splurge on a nap.
wednesday
tour hoover dam.
run out of nickels entirely. spend some time unsuccessfully begging on the street. return dejectedly to hotel room and order the cheapest item available from the room service menu.
thursday
see sunday, in reverse.