Vegas Baby! With a dip down the Grandest of Canyons

"A little bit of this town goes a very long way."

Hunter S. Thompson

Flying into Vegas. 

Flying into Vegas. 

So following the delights of wonderful New Orleans we jumped on a plane and hot-footed it over to Sin City for a few fun nights in Vegas.

Arriving late at night and feeling a little worse for wear from our last night in NOLA but undeterred we checked into our hotel, the magnificent Venetian, and after a fair while negotiating the 9000+ rooms in the largest building in North America we threw our bags into our lovely suite and headed off in search of the casino. Here we swiftly lost our budgeted gambling allowance! Tried unsuccessfully to get to grips with a game of craps before admitting defeat and retiring ahead of hopefully a slightly brighter day!

Here are a few pictures of our trip that I hope capture the sights and sounds (kind of!) of this crazy town.

The beautiful Venetian interior.

The beautiful Venetian interior.

Gondola rides inside The Venetian.

Gondola rides inside The Venetian.

Further interior splendor.

Further interior splendor.

We dined in the garden patio of Prime Steakhouse at the Bellagio and ate the largest and most delightful steak I have ever seen (pricey but that I guess was to be expected!) 

The real joy of this patio location is that you are primely situated for a full view of the Bellagio Fountains. Mesmerising fountains that dance every 15 minutes to a new tune - quite astounding.

It was at the Bellagio that we also got to see the fabulous 'O' by Cirque du Soleil. Wow! An above and below water extravaganza quite unlike anything I've ever seen before.

The fountains at the Bellagio.

The fountains at the Bellagio.

Amazing height of the fountains.

Amazing height of the fountains.

'O' wow!

'O' wow!

Paris? No Vegas!

Paris? No Vegas!

Among many other great attractions, shows and bits and bobs that we managed to squeeze in, one other fantastic trip that we took was the fly, drive and float tour to the west rim of the Grand Canyon, complete with a stop at the Hoover Dam.

We chose to pre-book our trip through Trailfinders in the UK who used the tour company Pink Jeep Tours.

A full on 11 hour trip it was worth every minute and every penny. Our tour guide Ken was fantastic. Patient, knowledgable and good fun. Nothing was too much trouble and at no point did we feel rushed or 'in a tour group' in the negative sense. The only stressful part was trying to get out of our huge hotel that morning in order to meet Ken in time for our early morning pick-up. Man that hotel was one huge labyrinth!

Our ride to the bottom of the Canyon.

Our ride to the bottom of the Canyon.

Stunning!

Stunning!

A boat ride through the Canyon.

A boat ride through the Canyon.

The enormity.

The enormity.

The depth.

The depth.

Astounding Hoover Dam.

Astounding Hoover Dam.

Pretty in Pink!

Pretty in Pink!

We also managed to squeeze in two other shows, one after the other, at Planet Hollywood one evening. VEGAS! The Show and Sin City Comedy and Burlesque. Both were good and perfectly enjoyable. The dancing in VEGAS! was fantastic. The Sin City comedy crowd was quite empty when we went, it was slightly out of season, so I think that dulled the atmosphere a bit. 

I'm not exactly going to rave about them but I wouldn't say don't go. If you have the time and the inkling then they are certainly very entertaining.

Again - as with anything in Vegas, leave yourself plenty of time to walk there. Everything is so huge and everywhere is so busy that it always takes much longer than you think!

Leaving Las Vegas - Farewell!

Leaving Las Vegas - Farewell!

And so we bode farewell to Vegas and headed on to our next stop, San Francisco (more on that to come). Vegas didn't quite capture my heart in the same way that New Orleans did. However we were only there for a brief time. It was a whirlwind, tiring but amusing and somewhere that I'm glad to have experienced.