This is Uncle Joe....a man of supreme generosity and incredibly fine manners. Behind him is Cindy, my sweet friend from virtual childhood (I met her when I was 13 or 14) and Aunt Mary, his sister. We had a grand time. Get this: sliders...not just any sliders....sliders made of fillet mignon...yea....
This time Uncle Joe put us up at the Venetian...VIP check-in....crazy....two gorgeous beds, sunken living room, a plasma TV with remote in the bathroom...really?....a phone with two lines in the loo 'cause I do sooooo much business on the john....
Cindy and I went to the Wynn and the Encore and were just blown away by the decor....when a structure cost over a billion dollars, the ideal of what it must be like inside is almost intimidating but this place has such a sense of whimsy, it's almost magical....crazy, colorful, almost Tim Burton-ish is places....anyway....enjoy....
Above and below are these HUGE parasols that are suspended over a white marble, winding staircase. It looks out over about a 3 story window that looks out onto a water fall with water sculptures, etc....it's nuts, it's so pretty....I wish I could have used something for scale....perhaps if Cindy had worked harder on her transcendental meditation skills years ago, she could have levitated up next to them for that purpose....next time......
Here's the famous gondolas and singing gondola....um....guys.....they float through these canals inside the Venetian and then float outside to pick up customers....
Above are some draperies with this crazy colored fringe and below is the detail of the fringe....I like fringe....it's fun to say....and it's an area I hang out in....a lot......fringe........
At the Wynn, they have this pretty little garden that you walk through...it's inside....everything is inside....it warps your mind....you could spend days inside and never see natural light...weird.....but there are little twinkle lights up there and these round bouquets of flowers situated up there....below is what you see when you look up.....it's a fairyland up there....
Below is some of the carpet at the Wynn....so bright...so red....so floral.....
The carpet's theme and colors was carried over onto a mosaic on the floor....GORGEOUS....
Detail of the mosaic of the floor....
I don't know what it is about symmetry, but I was often caught off guard by the hallways of the Venetian and the Wynn, and any beautiful place, actually. I love the long beautiful hallways...the endlessness, the repeated pattern...it just holds me.....
And lastly, the pretty little umbrellas suspended over the waterfall...how whimsical is that?....
TTFN Las Vegas......there were other stories....the poor man with the beautiful face whom we stopped and chatted with as we helped pick up his money.....and he told us about picking up the pennies....even the pennies.....there, between the casinos, the mosaic tiles, the fringe, the parasols, the waterfalls, the food....another entry maybe.
Friday, June 12, 2009
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We should have gotten his picture (the man to whom we helped picked up his cup full of dropped pennies and coins) He was invisable to every one else but not to us..why is that? he looked to old to be bending down with all that change to pick up but you and I spotted his need and stopped on the pedestrian foot bridge between the Encore and the Wynn. When you and him were stooped down I saw smiles comming from a few passers as their hearts were warmed by the simple jester.
That old man's toothless smile was the sweetest smile I saw that day!
When he stood up under his worn over coat did you see his tee shirt all shinny new with President Obama with the words "Change" on it?
I did. His spirit was very bright. When he was bending over, he was quoting scripture. We often "entertain angels unawares..." He was the MOST beautiful scene of the day.
OOO. .the comments left on this entry are the best party of the whole post! You girls are great!
I always think it's so crazy how the casinos make you think you're outside with their lighting - it's really so convincing, isn't it?
Beautiful place! Glad you got to go! Cindy is a good friend.
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