The Venetian hotel

Here I am in Vegas, after killing time all day yesterday before my 7:30 PM flight left Calgary. I managed to get a picture of Chief Mountain as we flew over. I didn't get my camera phone out fast enough to get the front face, but here's an aerial profile view. Not much to it from the American side...

Anyhow, landed in Vegas, stepped off the plane at about 9:30PM and it was still about 36c outside. Found an airport shuttle that was going to the Venetian, the front desk finally found my reservation info, and I was in my room before midnight.

Here are some photos of the room. Apparently, all the rooms are this size (I asked for a smaller one and they said this is the smaller one).

A view from the door. The bathroom is to the immediate right...

Here's view one of the bathroom...

...and view two...

...and the shower, which really weirds me out, even though I'm not sharing the room with anyone.

...standing in the bedroom...

Here's the 'lounge' area, along with the printer/fax/ scanner. The couch made me laugh... everything else in the room is very posh, but they have a hide-a-bed from the 70's. Nice touch.

...and the beds, looking from the lounge.

This room is bigger than some of my missionary apartments (could fit two of the "Love Shack" in here). I'm very much not in my comfort zone here. Even if I were filthy stinkin' rich, I'd still be over at the Comfort Inn (at least they have a microwave in the room).

Vegas is completely wasted on me... I don't gamble, I'm too cheap to see any of the shows that are here (I won't mention that Phantom is playing here... and when I say 'here', I don't just mean in Vegas, I mean here in the hotel), and all the shopping is waayyyy over-priced. Dawn says I'm supposed to enjoy it for her, which is really hard to do without her...