Two great photo ops for Akemn. As is often the case when meeting celebrities, their true life personas don’t always mirror their onscreen characters. Spongebob, for instance, was atypically silent – but no less genial, while Minion turned out to be a little a grabby. And flatulent.
An excellent dinner last night at Sage Restaurant. Highlights included a sweetbread and pork belly appetizer and the glass of absinthe I had with my chocolate and foie gras dessert. Unsurprisingly, I had a sleepless last night but woke up early this morning to do it all over again.
Akemi and I checked out the spa. While Akemi detoxified in the hot stone room, I brought along my book and relaxed in the “salt room”.
Sitting there in an oversized recliner with about a half dozen other people in monotone robes, surrounded by salt block walls, a weird New Age hum resonating constantly, I felt like an extra in a 1970’s scifi movie.
After working up an appetite reading for about an hour, I headed over to The Cosmopolitan where I met the rest of the gang for a lunch of authentic Chinese-Mexican cuisine at China Poblano.
The verdict (on the food, not the company which was, of course, fabulous) = meh. I had high hopes for the beef tendon duck tongue tacos but they failed to wow. And, surprisingly, neither did…
After losing all the money I made back last night playing roulette which I lost playing blackjack (at blackjack), Akemi and I abandoned Ivon to the cruel hand of fate – and the craps table – to walk ourselves silly. Once again. We checked out The Palazzo –
Which is pretty much another version of The Bellagio.
We walked so far down The Strip (all the way to The Wynn) that, by the time it was time to turn back, there was no way we could make it to our hotel in time for a stopover before dinner – so we headed straight to Caesar’s where we met the rest of the gang for an old-school supper at Joe’s Stone Crab. Highlights included crab, steak, and about a half-dozen pies including Boston cream, peanut butter, Havana, banana cream, and, of course, the house special key lime pie.
While everyone else headed downtown to check out the Freemont Experience, I had to beg off and head back to my hotel.
“I think that extra crab leg put did me in,”I explained.
“You sure it was the crab leg?”asked a clearly dubious Rob.
What else could it have been? The five pieces of pie (technically six as we’d doubled up on the key lime)? Come on. I’m a professional!
On the way back to the Aria, we stopped off to catch the fountain show outside The Bellagio –
Tomorrow, we’re going to hit the sports book. Quick, give me a tip! Who is going to win the Superbowl next year?
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