Coming out of Flamingo. This is Bellagio. In the lower left quadrant you can see a foot bridge across the strip. There are lots of pedestrian bridges to get people across without interacting with traffic.
On the footbridge at left above. Looking back toward Flamingo.
Fake Paris.
We timed it to arrive at Bellagio when the fountain show was on. Too wasteful to be appealing.
The higher you shoot it up into the dry, dry, hot, hot air, the less of it comes back down..............
The glass is nice. (Speculating about the cost. Each of these objects cost hundreds and hundreds of dollars.)
This is the only not-super-close-up thing on this trip that the camera handled better than the phone. The camera's focus and exposure were better than the phone's attempts at either.
Huge (and I mean huge -- 6'? 8'?) bouquets under the glass garden hanging from the ceiling.
Bellagio has what they call a conservatory. I'd expected specimen plants, but mostly it was all about Rosebowl-parade-like stuff. Flowers covering random shapes, like the merry-go-round we saw in the previous post.
But there were some specimen plants. Loving this amazing hibiscus. I need this color, as I edit these images in the fourth week of January 2018!
Ooooooh!
The fancy conservancy floor.
As we walked through the casinos on the way to Flamingo and Bellagio, we happened across one of Guy Fieri's restaurants. He is a tv chef and personality who visits dining establishments across the country, and watches them make their signature dishes. He clearly knows A LOT about food and cooking, and he is nice to all the people whose places he visits, even when he's not crazy about the food.
I wanted to see if he walks the talk in his own restaurants.
On the way back to the hotel, we (with the aid of google maps on my phone) managed to find his restaurant again.
Custom woven napkins? Maybe so. Cute, anyway. Day of the Dead, with a diamonds and spades twist. Real flatware over the crossed flatware woven into the napkin.......
We started with nachos and what was labeled a Greek salad, thinking we'd get something else if we were still hungry. My salad was beautiful and tasty. Everything was fresh and full of flavor.
I didn't take a pic of the nachos -- not the most photogenic dish. But delicious. And ENORMOUS. It had bits of multiple kinds of smoked meats, and barbecue sauce in the sauce. And the chips were really good. The nachos would have served at least four people more than comfortably. Since we had our trusty cooler in the room, we took leftovers back to the room with us. We ate nachos leftover, and they were still tasty, even though the crisp had entirely deserted the nacho chips. Yum, yum.
Good job, Guy Fieri. I like watching his tv show, and I like it better, knowing that his own places (at least one of them, at least some of the time) live up to the standards he hopes for from others.
And that was the last pic I took on June 2.
I've spared you the crowds, crowds, crowds, and the (essentially) naked girls on the sidewalks, getting their pics taken with men, for money. I know worse is happening, and I anathematize all of it.
Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck.
Sigh.
Trash everywhere, need I say?
Humanity, this is a true and ugly portrait. Shame on us.
Here is a link to the next post about the Grand Canyon expedition.
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