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August 22nd, 2019

110 In The Shade - after it cooled off

Up at 7, put on my swim trunks and a shirt and got to the pool around 8:15. It was already >100F. Tried the big jacuzzi (seats about 20) first, they keep the water warm not hot. Then to the pool, which is a joke - 3.5 feet deep where you get in,4 feet at the deepest point. Got my head under water a couple of times. Compared to the air temp, the water was cold.

They have many free padded chaises, I picked one in the sun at first, but the UV was intense so I moved to the shade. In 10% humidity things dry out regardless. There was a lot of eye candy. Tiny thong bikinis sometimes on women who looked good in them. Towels are free. It takes two to cover a chaise.

Back to the room, got naked and drank some diet Coke and nibbled on Famous Amos cookies. Checked email. And FB.

Noon-ish, got dressed, walked the mile or so to the car, drove to the mobile home park. Phone said it was 112 degrees. Linda was busy as usual, but after maybe 10 minutes she juggled things so she could go over my paperwork. She also gave me recommendations for insurance agent, home warranty contract and we talked about creative financing since owner of the house I want is looking for a quick sale. But she cautioned me about paying two rents.

On my way back to the hotel I stopped in at Lotus Siam, hoping for a late Thai lunch. 2:15 and they close at 2:30, then reopen at 5:30 for dinner. Last call in 10 minutes so I just ordered Thai ice tea and pork satay. The hostess was Thai, but the wait staff is all burly Hispanic guys who have no idea what the Thai names are for any of the dishes.

The tea was perfect, but the satay was meh. Rubbery meat, bland peanut sauce, the cucumber and red onion in vinegar was chopped too small and was in water. I had been hoping to come back for dinner, but no.

Back to the hotel, GPS sent me to the front entrance and got lost trying to find the parking garage out back. And again it took forever to find a space.

Emailed the realtor and she will come over Friday at 2 to assess the house and talk about selling it and redistributing the Stuff.

Chatted on hangouts with a woman from the dating site but she wants a serious relationship starting with me paying for her to move in with me from Louisiana. No thanks.

Booked a ticket to the X-rated burlesque show at the Flamingo, ticket said seating would be chosen by their staff at the door, which is code for tip the ticket taker for a good seat.**

6 pm tried to stream on Twitch, but the hotel wi-fi wasn't up to it, so I had to cut it off after 10 minutes, leaving three chatters. :-(

Downstairs, got a taxi to the Flamingo, found the food court and got orange chicken and cashew shrimp with a side of fried rice at the Pan Azia place. It was horrible, all dried out and tasteless. Forced myself to eat half of it. Should have gone to Johny Rockets. Margaritaville is somewhere in the Flamingo, but I couldn't find it.

It was very chilly in the casino, so with half an hour before the show doors opened I found a spot on the strip to stand, warm up, and watch the people walk by. Not as many scantily clad women as I expected, but some revealing outfits and a trend to wear vertical striped stretch pants. Pairs of petite thonged young women in feather boa dancer costumes trolled for photos with the tourists for a cash donation.

**At the door I handed a $5 bill with my ticket, and the staffer took me to a seat in the front row, way over near the corner. I should have asked for something further back. After 15 minutes I needed de-icing, and the bright yellow footlights were blinding me at eye level, I couldn't see the show very well. And the music was LOUD and most of the time over-modulated. So at a scene change I and grabbed a seat at the back which looked down the aisle, so it was a better view. Also warmer and not as loud.

The show was meh. Not nearly as good as the one at the Luxor, except for one thing. The comedian at the Luxor stank, the one at the Flamingo made me LOL many times. It is a sad thing when the best part of a topless, thong-wearing dance show is the male comedian.

Taxi back to Treasure Island, checked FB and email, and here I am.

Plans for tomorrow:
Up by 8. Maybe go to the pool.
Pack
Check-out at 11
Flight is at 5:30 which means get to the rental facility by 3
which means on the road by 2:30
Probably will have lunch at the airport.
Home around 8 pm

Back Home

The day went pretty much as planned. Except I was online too long in the morning and did not get to the pool till 9:30, so just time for a quick dip in the pool and jacuzzi, and scan for eye candy. There wasn't much, but the woman taking drinks orders was in a tiny red thong bikini and she looked like she worked out a lot. Not a body builder but very little body fat.


Up to the room by 10, packed, made some decisions, like my backpack was too thick so I threw away underpants and the slightly too small swim trunks. And the oreos. And a half consumed bottle of diet Coke.

Used the niw working express check-out by the garage, found my car quickly (took photos of the row label after parking) and only made on enormous wrong turn before the Garmin found the satellites. It's a very long ride to the car rental building, way past the airport on the other side from the strip.

Turning the car in was faster than checking it out. It was all prepaid except for $25 for gas.

Long shuttle ride to the airport. What is it about Vegas which makes people aggressively cut in front of others? This happened my whole trip, both walking and driving. No patience.

TSA clear worked again, but this time they did use the full body scan thing on me which falsely showed metal at my crotch. WTF?

Delta is an escalator and monorail ride from the main terminal. Plenty of shops both sides of TSA.

I got there right at lunch time, and there was a 15 minute wait minimum at all the places which had sit-down seating (most were to-go places) except Cinnabun, so lunch was a classic bun and an iced vanilla coffee, with a view of both the passerby and the food line. Most of the eye candy got their buns to go. But the line was slow since there was only one server.

Walked around after that, found my gate D43, which was boarding a flight to Seattle. Lots of Seahawks wearables. Made me feel at home. The Raiders have a shop in the airport but that just looked out of place for now.

Found a spot by the central Starbucks to plug in the laptop, and watched the daily drive home. It sounds like it won't be happening much longer because new management changed his hours and I think also his job. He is not pleased. While I was online I signed up for recommendations for moving companies, and had to put my phone on silent because immediately there were a dozen calls, some from movers, some for car transporters (I don't think there's a way to drive the Leaf from here to Vegas, since it needs a 1-hour charge every 150 miles).

Back to the area near the gate, bought a fruit and cheese thing and OJ and peanut M&Ms. Parked myself with a view of the restrooms (it just worked out that way) and nibbled. Many many beautiful women and a whole lot of not nearly attractive enough SOs waiting for them.

Time to get to the gate, as I showed the rep my boarding QR code on the delta app, it changed to add a seat assignment. Magic.

Boarding was a cluster. They have 15 levels of boarding, and mine turned out to be the last. Luckily this time there was still space in the overheads. But someone was in my seat. I ad 12D, window. He was supposed to be in 12B, aisle. His win, because the DDG tall Korean woman in 12A chatted him up. 12C was a too skinny for me but very pretty young Vietnamese woman who went to sleep during the seat belt instructions.

12D is over the wing, and the windows are not lined up with the seat. The bozo in front of me slept with his head against the closed shade, and it was a major neck crane to see out the one behind me. Also annoyin the the two women behind me never shut up. Not for anything. High squeaky voices. Grrr.

It was a smooth flight, piloted much much better than the one from SJ to LV.

Lots of cutting in front during deplaning. People bring their lack of manners in from LV.

Found my car thanks to photos I took when I parked. A bit of a delay paying, the instructions on the machine were wrong.  And it kept saying invalid card instead of unable to read the card upside down. The tap-in did not work nor did the chip reader.

Easy drive home. No mail - it will be delivered tomorrow. Moved the bins so I could park at the end of the driveway - Marilee will need to park behind me.

Spook yelled at me a lot, and was very happy when I re-opened the livingroom window she likes to peer/sniff through. Lowered the thermostat from 78 to 74. Will probably keep it at 76. After LV's 112°, anything is chilly.

Unpacked, still need to download from the Nikon, though I did not take many photos with it. Too hot. Will do that tomorrow, and charge the battery.

No dinner, just nibbles. Deleted a bunch of no longer needed pix from the phone and tablet.

Plans for tomorrow:
GO or maybe Lucky's or Safeway. Need salad greens & bananas
2 pm Realtor visit. I pulled out my last mortgage statement and have the LV park brochure handy

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