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.
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