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TR- Third Time a Charm? (yes I finally posted it)

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TR- Third Time a Charm? (yes I finally posted it)

Firstly, this will be long. I love reading long reports posted here and that's how I write them.

Second - Most of the first section is really a TR within a TR. After what happened last May, I never actually posted the trip report to say what had happened. Sorry, but things have been hectic.

Third - If you fall into a coma reading this, I will not be held responsible. ;)

Edited: 10 November 2010, 02:26
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1. Re: TR- Third Time a Charm? (yes I finally posted it)

The day before this trip I was incredibly nervous and by the time the day of my departure came I was now insanely nervous. I was at the point where I didn’t even care if I went. It was so much easier to just stay home where if I had an episode of not feeling well I could just retreat to my sitting room. So many “what ifs” going through my head after everything that happened at the end of my May 2009 Vegas trip.

*IF you want to skip the TR within a TR part then go directly to my next post.

That 2009 visit started out awesome with a stay at the Signature, a visit to the Coke store to conquer a solo sampling of the “Flavours of the World”(You MUST try the Beverly beverage. :D Those of you who have done it will be smiling while reading this. Those who haven’t tried it, well you need to do it or look it up on YouTube. ) Then was a first time trip to the Grand Canyon for a Sunset Tour with Grand Adventures. One word for it…FABULOUS!!! It literally took my breath away when I got a first glance over the edge into the depths of coloured rock below. Also took in The Lion King from the front row and fell in love with the show all over again(saw it in NY & London), savoring every detail of the music, staging, costumes and fantastic makeup. Saw Phantom and those familiar with my user name will all be saying “Duh. Of course”. Got to go backstage and tour around and also spend time with a friend who is in the show. Visited and stayed Downtown (Golden Gate & Fremont)for my very first time, felt safe and even as a non-gambler I liked the place.

All was great until I went to see Cirque’s LOVE for my first time. Suddenly felt I very spacey while standing in line. I always drink loads of water & sports drinks in Vegas and had only had one alcoholic beverage during the whole trip so dehydration wasn’t an issue. I ate and still it wasn’t helping. Had to leave Love with 30min left in the show and stepped on the feet of about 12 angry people while doing so. I sometimes get dizzy/spacey around certain perfumes and thought perhaps someone was wearing something that was bothering me. I have never been bothered by the scents pumped into the casinos so I didn’t think it was that and fresh air on the Strip didn’t help either.

I was standing at the bus stop to take the Deuce back to the Fremont for the night and felt even worse to the point where I now felt like I might pass out. The bus stop area was rather dark as the nearest street light was out. There were a few guys hanging around in the shadows and I thought this could be an especially bad spot to pass out. Those guys could have been the nicest folks in the world for all I knew but I ducked into the Venetian’s entrance near the Grazie signup and very soon saw one of those familiar Italian style security officers. This guy was really kind and quickly started to assess my situation. Soon another Venetian staff member arrived with a large medical kit to check blood pressure etc. Both of them had medical training. I figured that maybe it was just a case of me being too tired as I’d been on my feet for 8 days straight and walking at least 6km a day and it was hot out. They were concerned about releasing me and asked if I wanted an ambulance or cab it to a clinic but I really thought it was just that I hadn’t been getting enough rest and thought surely I’d be fine if I just had a good long sleep. They got a wheelchair and brought me to the front of the taxi line and I headed to the hotel. So next time you see someone being wheeled out of a hotel, it might not have been because they were drunk or stoned.

Had a terrible night trying to sleep and in the morning still felt cruddy. I was due to fly home that evening and wasn’t sure what to do. I paid for an extra afternoon in the room and tried to get some food into me and drank lots of liquids and rested. Get a text(I’m a non-texter) from my cousin M whom some of you might remember from an ‘07 TR where I took her on a dream reunion/trip to Vegas. She informs me that she gave birth to her new son the night before. I’m excited about the life meanwhile I feel half-dead.

That day a bunch of TA members were meeting for brunch at Main Street Station and I’d planned to eat there as well. While I wasn’t planning on eating with them(I’m shy and not one to mix with crowds) I had planned to eat at the same location and have a little peek at ya’ll. :) I was hoping to at least spot a gold hat. That whole idea was now out the door.

I’ve had 14 surgeries on my back and have had lots of times feeling not so good from it and am used to just sucking it up and trucking along. Guess the pride in me was making me try to do that now and so I eventually got washed up, changed and cabbed it to the Imperial Palace where I’d stayed in a comped Luv Tub room the previous four nights. While not my usual Venetian or Signature it was clean and actually much better than expected. I’d intended just a one night at the Fremont and had just taken an overnight bag instead of lugging everything with me. Before getting my luggage at the IP belldesk I stopped first to get a bit more food and decided I could stomach some yoghurt and milk. However as I sat to eat I got worse again and thought I really might pass out. The place was quiet and a clerk came out to wash tables and I motioned him over because I was too scared to get up. I asked him to call security for me and about 15minutes later I was in the ER at Sunrise Medical Centre. Spent 10 absolutely horrible hours in the ER. Seriously I started to wonder if I might die. The first doctor I had was in a crabby mood and actually yelled at me because unknown to me I was hovering in an area I wasn’t allowed to be in. A nurse had told me I could call my travel insurance provider from that location. Poo poo to Dr. Cranky Face. Eventually another doctor comes(6hours later) and he was super nice and really acted like he cared and even got me some food since I’d been there for so long without eating. He did lots of tests(ie bloodwork, CAT scan, urine, EKG) and all came back normal. Still I felt so ill, couldn’t stand up for long before feeling like I might collapse so he decided to admit me overnight for observation. I’m not a religious fanatic but am definitely a religious person and trust me I did a lot of praying that night. The doctor and nurses on the floor I was admitted to were really very good and kind to the patients but they were being run off their feet trying to look after all their patients with the amount of staff they had.

Edited: 10 November 2010, 02:27
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2. Re: TR- Third Time a Charm? (yes I finally posted it)

Wow. I don't remember reading this before, but this is scary! I had a similar experience in Vegas one time - again, not drunk, not dehydrated, but nearly passed out several times in MB in the middle of the morning. I was able to sleep it off - whatever it was - but I was very afraid because I was traveling alone. I'm sorry to hear you ended up in the hospital. I'm curious to see how the TR within a TR ends and how the new one begins. I certainly hope this trip ended better. :)

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3. Re: TR- Third Time a Charm? (yes I finally posted it)

Looking forward to the next bit....hope it gets better for you!

I too can relate....had an anaphylactic reaction in Malaysia while travelling on my own, and it was not fun, and now I avoid solo travel in 3rd world countries as I never want to experience it again.

I also have gotten dizzy spells in the past....many years ago from anxiety attacks (which thankfully I no longer get), but also from blood pressure drops from allergic reactions. I'm paricularly careful to avoid anything I might be allergic to while travelling.

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4. Re: TR- Third Time a Charm? (yes I finally posted it)

I feel your pain (almost). I guess it isn't that unusual. I also had an incident (solo trip/last summer/no alcohol)- it took me over an hour to somehow get from the Wynn to the Mirage parking garage where I had parked. It took three attempts to get out of the spot. Got to the hotel, threw myself on the bed and was out for the night. Scary, scary stuff! Luckily, I didn't end up in the hospital. That is beyond scary!!!

Now I want to know what happened next!

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5. Re: TR- Third Time a Charm? (yes I finally posted it)

Thanks. Wow. You guys have had some scary experiences as well. Not fun.

I'm getting ready to post another chunk.

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Part 2

The night was hard to sleep. Had horrible heart burn(I never get heartburn), had restless legs syndrome(had that maybe twice in my lifetime) and was nauseous. The next morning I’m trying to figure out what the heck I’m going to do. I have nowhere to stay. I have to get to a computer w/Internet to find out about flights to get home, I need to get to a cash machine plus I have no idea how long it will be until I’m well enough to fly(it’s about a 8 hour journey). Then it I start thinking to the day and freak out when I remember that my best friend is getting married on the weekend. Time to do some more prayer? I think so.

An hour later two well dressed gentlemen came to my room and addressed me by name and hands me his card. To make the rest of this chapter of a long story short, the two men were part of a hospital committee for folks of my faith. Because of that, when I was released I ended up having all the transportation I needed to pick up prescriptions, help getting my luggage which was still at IP, also help with getting flights rebooked, things cleared up with my insurance and until I could fly home a place to rest at a condo with a wonderful family that I’ve become friends with. They went to work during the day I had their place to myself. On the drive to the airport the husband told me that the day he’d found me he was going to Sunday service but had this feeling that he really should go to the hospital. He wasn’t slated to go that day at all and was in a bit of a hurry but still just really felt that he should go. When he and the other fellow he was with got there they found out about me when checking on a chart of local congregation members who were admitted and I guess the hospital staff had added my name since religion is stated on the admission papers. Whatever the case, it was a huge burden lifted off my shoulders.

The hospital really tried to find what was wrong and kept me an extra day. More tests were done such as a heart ultrasound and I was on a monitor for the whole time I was there. The sole thing that popped up was low blood pressure. I’m in my 30’s and generally have good health(great sugar levels/blood pressure/cholesterol) other than back issues. Very unusual for me. Other than that every test came back as normal. The most the doctor could do was prescribe me something for the nausea and what come out the other end so at least when I was ready to fly home

That trip was literally a life changing event because after taking ill over a year ago, I have never been 100% better. Numerous rounds of blood work and some very unpleasant procedures and all the results keep coming back as normal. Meanwhile I still spend days feeling ill and weak. Grrrr. I went from being someone who could out walk anyone I knew to someone who sometimes finds a trip to the mall for an hour a big deal. It’s so odd. Then I might have a few weeks where things a much better and I start to think “Hey maybe I’m on the mend this time.”

When I went on that May trip, I already had a second trip booked for some theatre workshops at the Phantom LV theatre in September. Still wasn’t feeling 100% of course but I went since I had paid it long before I’d taken ill. Unfortunately I had to fly home the day after I arrived because I felt so ill. I didn’t want to stay and get to the point where I could end up in hospital again. My travel insurance had paid everything last time but I didn’t want to take chances since this was a recurring thing. Yeah, I know I should have just stayed home anyway. It was such a huge disappointment because these workshops were a dream come true for me. It was to have been a really fun week mingling with the cast, attending events with them and some high profile Broadway-West End personalities including 21 time Tony award winner, director Hal Prince. Plus the opportunity to go onstage one afternoon as Christine for a photo-op with full musical backing and an evening masquerade with the cast and crew.

So fast forward to almost a year and here I am sitting on my sofa debating whether or not I’m being stupid to try traveling again. I want to visit my friends in Vegas as I hadn’t seen them in a long time and the plan was to meet them there and see a bunch of shows(no, not just Phantom). I tried to cover my bases. I wasn‘t going to be over active and figured I’d lounge around the room a lot and then head out to a show each evening. Surely I could do that. I made sure ahead of time to get lots of rest, try to adapt to Vegas time even before I left home, eat well, and after being inspired by others on TA, I booked a mobility scooter. Still, I was nearly sick to my stomach with worry now that the count down timer was done. Do I go? There comes a point where you get sick and tired of being sick and tired and so I made the decision to give things a go. I absolutely love traveling and missed it so much. I’d had some brilliant memories from my past adventures to places like London and Vegas of course never gets boring after all the trips I’ve had there.

Took something for my stomach and got dropped off at the airport. Got a healthy snack and sat to wait until boarding. The nice thing with getting wheelchair assistance(I didn’t want to risk tiring myself out before arriving) is that you get to board before every else. No worries about boarding and not being able to find somewhere to put your carryon when other travelers around you bring on more than they are supposed to.

First leg of my flight goes well. Nice lady beside me chats a bit but isn’t annoyingly talkative. Baby behind me cries a bit but thankfully doesn’t really start to howl until we’ve landed. The mom did a good job during the flight to keep the baby and her other kids’s noise down to a polite level. Much appreciated. Snack cart comes around and I ask for milk. I’m used to drinking skim milk so to me the 2% milk they serve is like drinking cream. A yummy treat to me especially with the mini brownies I have stashed in my bag. Healthy snack was earlier, now I can cheat.

Didn’t notice anyone using their cell phone/phone browsers during the flight although I think there was one guy who took his to the bathroom…hmmm. Practice for those Vegas hotel bathroom phones? Lol It’s always funny to me to see folks diving for their phones/Crackberry/iPhones as soon as we land. It’s like it’s their lifeline and they just cannot bear to be cut off from it for another second or they’re going to die or miss out on something vitally important. Chill. If there’s something that “vitally important” going on, you likely should be home. Just teasing.

Had great service with Air Canada, as I always do(I‘m not huge on Westjet). Get to the Toronto terminal and all the staff are super nice there too. Even the customs guy was really, really nice. Much better than the interrogation I received a few years back.

Him: “Where are you going?“

Me: “Las Vegas”

Him: (with a very stern accusatory tone.) “Why are you going there?“

Me: “For vacation.“

Him: “Do you know anyone in Vegas?”

Me: “Yes.”

Him: “Who do you know there?”

Me: “BKM.”

Him: “Who are they?”

Me: “She’s in a show in Vegas.”

Him: “How do you know her?”

Me: “We were introduced after a show a few years back.”

Him: “How do you know her? Do you talk on the phone?”

Me: “We keep in touch with emails and chatting online.”

Him: “How do you know her? What do you do together?”

Me: “We meet together whenever I’m in town.”

Him: “But how do you know her? Are you close with her?” All the while he’s madly typing away at his keyboard. For all I know he’s playing Solitaire.

Me: confused look. “Huh?”

Him: Again, “But *how* do you know her? Do you like, go out with her?”

Me: “Um no. We’re just friends. We don’t go out together like that.” I’m shocked at him. Neither of us are gay and even if we were, how was it his business to ask if we were girlfriends? And no, I didn’t misinterpret his tone.

Today’s border guard was nothing like that guy. This man did his job, asking the necessary questions but kept very polite and cheerful.

Example:

Him: “Do you know anyone in Vegas?“

Me. “Yes.“

Him. “What do they do?“

Me. “She’s in a musical in Vegas.“

Him. “Oh you’re friend is in a show? What does she do?“

Me: “She’s a ballet dancer?“

Him: “Belly or ballet? ‘Cause there’s definitely a difference between the two.“ he says while he, the attendant helping me and I all have a laugh. Everyone’s a comedian.

I told him what show she was in and he was all intrigued by what role she had. A minute later he wishes me a great vacation and off I go.

Anyway I get to my gate and I have two hours to kill. Thankfully I have a bathroom nearby and a few food places so I can eat. If I miss meals then I’m really not going to feel good. Got a really big fresh fruit salad, sesame biscuits, bottle of Banana Colada Fuse and snacked. Also had a bag of Corn Nuts that I decided to try. Man those things are so hard that you could get a concussion eating them. Crunch down on one of those and you feel the reverberation through your head.

I had bought an Acer Netbook earlier in the year for work and took it along on this trip. Wow! This is great to be able to sit here and surf, check FB, TA and type this while waiting. Love it. The only thing was that I had a hard time to connect to the Wifi at Pearson Intl. Once connected though the Internet speed was very good and I never got booted.

So now here I am sitting at the gate hoping we board on time and that I’ll get to Harrah’s without being long hauled, get a good night’s sleep and have fun for the rest of the trip.

Edited: 10 November 2010, 03:54
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You sure know how to create suspense!!! Can't wait for the rest!

You were so lucky that Church group helped you out like that....what a bunch of Angels they are!

I know this isn't a health forum (quite the opposite....lol!) but just thought I'd mention that in 2002 I had a major allergic reaction and the biggest and most troubling symptom I had was low blood pressure....I went from being full of energy, running my own business, plus doing a Masters degree part time and studying acting part time to barely being able to get out of bed each day....it took me the better part of a year til I felt like I was back to 90% health. I mention that because I can't help but wonder if that's what may have happened to you in Vegas? Now, when I eat or am exposed to something I am allergic too, my tummy often reacts quite quickly, and my blood pressure frequently drops.....but I am much more careful now than I used to be. Perfumes, toxins, and different foods can trigger it for me. I just have to wonder if you ate something you were allergic too or perhaps the scent in one of the hotels, or pretend smoke at a show or something like that may have been a trigger for you. I sometimes get allergic reactions where I start to swell up, but often my biggest symptom is crashing blood pressure. Something for you to think about anyhow.

Anyhow....looking forward to Part 3 and hopefully a very happy ending?!!

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This is already looking up. :) Can't wait to read the rest.

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PART 3

The next flight went really well. Non-talkative couple beside me. I wasn’t wearing Dolce and Gabbana, Gucci and Prada like her so perhaps I wasn’t of interest to them. Hey, I have Dior sunglasses but they’re at home with my contact lenses. Before the flight took off she hauls out some tooth floss and starts cleaning her teeth and sticks it in the pocket at the back of the seat. It went right with the rubber glove I found in the bottom of my seat pocket. Honestly I didn’t mind them as seat mates. They were nice and quiet and mostly slept. I’ll take seatmates like that any day. They were French and I don’t think they spoke much English and I try but just can’t get the hang of French so unfortunately would wouldn’t have been able to chat much even if we wanted to.

Watched Shrek and a documentary about “Crazy Cat Ladies”, listened to some Classical music. Snacks were served but they ran out of the Quiznos flatbread pizza. Don’t they know that I always order the pizza? I reluctantly tried their chicken wrap which was actually pretty good. Drank lots of water and just relaxed. I like flying so it was nice to able to just enjoy the flight and I was so happy that I was feeling good again after feeling so cruddy earlier in the day before going to the airport. In fact I really felt great.

However once we arrived in Vegas it was like my body suddenly had a switch that flipped on and said “OK she’s here again. We don’t like this place. Let’s enter sick mode and teach her a lesson for daring to come back.” So pretty much from the time I got off the plane I felt icky. I get off the jet way and into the hot and surprisingly humid terminal 2. I don’t remember that terminal ever being that hot before. Got outside and felt like the heat was further zapping my energy. No lineup for cabs and I was very glad. I never mention the tunnel in case it annoys the driver but always make it a point to let them know I’m not a newbie. “Ah it’s so nice to be here again.“ “Oh it’s your first time?“ I thought for a minute that with his accent that maybe he didn‘t understand English well. “No no. I’ve been here lots of times.“ “Ah well welcome back. Where are you going?“ he says in a friendly tone as he pulls away. I tell him Harrahs and he responds with “Harrahs with an H.” Even now I’m trying to figure out what other place I could have meant. Anyone else have an idea? We get moving and he asks “Which way would like? The freeway or just the streets? The only thing is the freeway will cost more.“ I was immediately pleased that he was honest and I told him the streets were fine. Off we went on the Paradise route but we skipped Flamingo and went on Sands Ave instead as he said there was construction going on. I looked up the street and couldn’t see construction but the traffic on it looked crazy and there seemed to have been a lane closure. I figured they must still be burying power lines on Flamingo. The electric company’s website seems to confirm it. Anyhow Sands Ave was bare and soon we were on Koval and then at Harrahs. Fare was $16.16 but I gave him a tip for being honest and not long-hauling me.

I’ve never been inside the back area of Harrah’s where the check-in desk is. I feel like crud right now and am thankful there is only one person ahead of me. There were two staffers manning check-in and they both were polite and professional from what I saw. Instead of waiting for one of the two clerks to finish with their guests, the gentleman at the what I think was a VIP/Platinum desk to the left of check-in (Someone correct me please. It was 2:30am my time so I was pretty tired.)motioned me over and offered to get me settled in. I had originally booked a Luxury room $4 upgrade when I went to book a Standard on my TR account but earlier in the week had changed to Deluxe. I asked for a room with balcony facing towards the Venetian. He informs me that they do have balcony rooms available but none facing the Venetian. I was fine with that as long as it was facing away from the Carnival Court noise and he was able to accommodate that request. I don’t know though, maybe all the Deluxe rooms have balconies.

I head to the little convenience store across from check-in and was impressed with how much stuff they had. Of course there was booze and soft drinks but also things like fresh fruit, cheese, cereal and milk. Got some nice fresh bananas, Powerade and then headed to my room.

The clerk told me to take the first right after the coffee shop which at first I thought meant Starbucks but didn’t see any elevators for the Mardis Gras tower there. Frazzled and tired I was really annoyed and just about went back to the desk but then remembered there is another coffee shop/casual restaurant and easily found the elevators right beside it.

Elevators were plentiful and quick and soon I was on the eighth floor. Exit the elevators, follow signs for my room and it’s at the end of the hallway. As I get near the end I don’t see anymore doors and wonder if I boo boo’d somehow. But at the end of the hallway there are two more rooms hidden on each side of the hall away. They are tucked around the corner so that they’re recessed a bit into the wall. Room 800 and I believe 801.

Moment of truth. What are Harrah’s rooms like? There are such varied responses on TA regarding Harrah’s so I was curious. I know lots of people call IP a dump but when I stayed there last year I had nice mahogany furniture, marble countertops in the bathroom and everything was clean plus all the staff had been friends and helpful. When I’d had my medical emergency, they sent three staff members to assist. Back to Harrah’s, thankfully the key card works and I am pleased with the room. It looks exactly like the Deluxe rooms on the Oyster.com website. All the furniture, carpets etc were nice and new and I thought the style of décor was nice. It was hot in the room but it cooled within just a few minutes when the motion sensitive AC unit kicked in. The room was a lot smaller than the Vegas rooms I’m used to but it was ok as I knew ahead of time that they weren’t big. I loved the Golden Gate last year and the rooms were maybe half as big so this was a step up. ha ha. Bathroom has very little floor space to move around but there is a good amount of counter space for me. If you are two people sharing the bathroom and have lots of toiletries, you might find the space not so great. There is a coffee maker and ice bucket on the bathroom counter eating up some space. Also taking away counter space is the fact that the bathrooms aren’t rectangular but the wall where the counter is, is cut at a weird angle. The lighting fixtures I thought were pretty and reminded me a tad of my Venetian room from September. There was a small flat screen TV mounted around eye level. The bathtub isn’t large like some of the luxury hotel’s have but I liked that there was a large ledge behind it that you could but a towel on then lay back and rest your head while relaxing in the tub. The tiles around the tub were marble and I believe the floor tiles were too. In all, I’m very pleased with the room. If you want to contrast it with what my normal standards are for a Vegas hotel, I usually stay at the Venetian or Signature.

I call home to let the family know I’m here and then get the room service menu out. Nothing much was appealing to me but I thought I’d try some pancakes(they have breakfast available any time) and incase that didn’t go down well, a vanilla milkshake and apple juice. I hadn’t had a huge amount to eat that day so thought I should have something before bed. Sorry Doctor Oz but I’m a night eater and happy to admit it.

The lady says there’s a 45min wait for the food so I went to get some ice and noticed they have a water filter hooked up to the machine. There are drink machines in that area too and after bringing the ice to the room I got some change and decided to go back to get water and a Sierra Mist. In the hotel room there is a minibar but the only thing they seem to stock them with now is water. I thought at first that maybe the staff had just forgotten to restock it but I looked at the price list and sure enough only water is listed on it for beverages. There is a second shelf with items for purchase but it’s for things like first aid kit, intimacy kit and overnight kit w/toothbrush. Water in the room was $3.50 but if you go to the pop machine down the hall it’s $2.50 for the same Aquafina water. Pop was also $2.50

Checked out the view and it was mostly of the ugly roof of Harrah’s. I could see what I’m guessing is the Carnival tower on my right but I don’t really know the shape of the Mardis Gras tower I’m actually in. In front I could see the Campanile Tower and marquis sign of the Venetian, along with the ugly skeleton of the St. Regis condos. So what happened with “We have no rooms that face towards the Venetian available”? To my left I could see Treasure Island and the top of the Mirage with the bright yellow “LOVE” wrap glaring at me. It was like I was being taunted as it was at LOVE where I initially had taken ill last year. If you want any sort of Strip view in these rooms then I would suggest that you’d need to be at least on the tenth floor in order to see over the Harrah’s façade.

Room service is delivered by a polite gentleman who asks how my stay is going. Their short-stack of buttermilk pancakes looked good(3 large pancakes) and they supply a lot of butter and two large containers of syrup and cost $9.99. I believe there was a $3.50 service charge per person being served. Forget how much the gratuity was. The milkshake was way too sweet for my taste but I drank half. The pancakes although they were good were not going down well due to my stomach still feeling upset. I ate the equivalent of one pancake but was getting too nauseous so I gave up, took some more Pepto and went to bed. I figured I was just tired and needed to sleep. Yeah, where have I heard that before? It’s now 4am my time. I felt so nasty at this point that I would have jumped on a plane and returned home right then and there if possible. So much for getting myself on Vegas time before the trip and normally I’m someone who doesn’t get jetlagged traveling in either direction if it’s within a 4hr time zone difference. Blargh!

Sleep should have come easily but I spent the night tossing and turning. The mattress was far too soft for me plus the room kept getting really hot. I tend to move very little in my sleep so the motion sensitive AC thought I was either not in the room or dead. I wasn’t gone and only felt half dead so it should have kept running. Eventually did a little MacGyvering and took a straw wrapper from my room service tray and wedged it into the top of the thermostat. The paper is uber light so any motion of air in the room kept it dangling in front of the motion detector and thus kept the AC functioning. I suddenly remembered someone on TA saying they were able to have someone come up and fix it but it was the middle of the night, I was in my jammies, had scary bed head and was not in the mood to sit and wait for staff. Finally I’m not roasting but I still can’t sleep well . Grrrr. Someone’s toilet is flushing quite often and with a incredibly loud ‘wooshing’ sound. After awhile someone has a high powered pee that sounds like a fire-hose gushing and lucky me gets to hear that as well. Double groan. At least Carnival Court wasn’t keeping me up. If I listened really carefully I did hear a bit of bass once or twice but I don’t even know if that’s where it was coming from. Whatever it was, I only heard it for a few minutes and it was faint.

The next morning I still feel cruddy. Should I go home? Not sure what to do. While I’m trying to decide what to do my friends call me. It was 9:30ish am and I wasn’t up to visitors right now so I told them if I was up to it, I’d see them at tonight’s show.

Eventually got the energy to get ready and head down to at least pick up my scooter. To go to the bell desk at Harrahs you have to go down to the check-in area, then head outside and there is an entrance to it on the left. Turns out that Active Mobility had delivered the scooter the day before and the desk would have given it to me the night I’d arrived if I’d gone down. Oh well, I didn’t know as I’d only reserved it for today onwards.

Now I’ve never even sat on one of these things before so the kind bell desk clerk, who himself is disabled, showed me what to do. Told me that I could go anywhere I normally would have walked including the monorail and buses and there are taxis it can go in but for that it can be a 25min wait. He pushed the button to open the door and I tentatively head outside and to the next set of doors to get back into Harrahs. I managed not to run into the glass doors or the cute guy who ran up to hold the door for me. Then I was planning to trying and get a bit of food from Starbucks or the lobby convenience store and head back to the room. However, the aisles at the convenience store were far too narrow for a newbie like me to try and navigate and Starbucks’ entry area looked narrow too. Actually, I don’t think the scooter would fit in the convenience store even if I was a pro driver. I kept scooting along trying to think of what to do but suddenly I was distracted by a new thought…”OH MY GOODNESS THESE THINGS ARE A BLAST!!” I suddenly felt good and free and could ignore my icky stomach. In fact I don’t think I’ve felt so free in the whole year and a half that I’ve been sick. For a moment I almost wanted to cry but it was a happy cry feeling. And you actually don’t need a gold hat to properly drive one of these things. Who knew?

I scooted along like a grinning-idiotand before I knew it I was at the Venetian. So much for going back to my room. The last two times I’d been to the Venetian, I’d been taken out via wheelchair by either security or bellman(Remember, I was sick, not drunk. lol). Although I was still using a set of wheels, it was nice to at least be moving under my own direction. I scouted out the red lights of the Grand Lux sign to get my bearings and then I thought I’d check out the Phantom Boutique for some sales as I knew they were soon closing it but to my disappointment it was already closed. Darn it. The store sits in the dark until a new Venetian souvenir shop is put in there(To those recently there, is it open yet). Seriously, is there another resort on the strip that has as many of it’s own signature souvenir shops as the Venetian? They’re everywhere in that place. Instead I went to the box office to pick up my I also went to the box office to pick up my theatre tickets(nice that they have one end of the counter made super low for wheelchair access).

Next I head back outside and savour the sunshine. I was dressed in a much cooler outfit than last night so the heat didn’t feel icky like it had at the airport. I dearly had wanted to shop at the Sanrio/Hello Kitty store in Fashion Show Mall as I had two bonus cards to redeem for free items. Sadly they were back in the room so I decided to wait and not overdo it. I go shopping at Walgreens instead for some supplies. I know to those in the US they’re just a drugstore chain but I love go to Walgreens. I turned down one aisle, saw greeting cards and remembered that my mom and step-dad’s anniversary was in a few days so I got a nice card for them there. Also decided right there and then to give them some of my Vegas spending money for their own upcoming vacation as a gift. All the clerks are soooo nice and just about bent over backwards to help me. I went to pick up a hand basket for my items and a shop lady thought I was trying to put it away and rushed over to assist. Another clerk was stocking water and says, “Am I in your way?” He actually was but being shy I told him he didn’t need to move and went to get some other items while he finished stocking the cooler. “Oh well. If I am, just run me over so at least I can go home early.” he says and we both laugh.

I was looking for an open cash and a clerk spots me and calls me over. She comes around and takes the basket from me at the same time the store greeter/security guy also come over to help with my full basket.. After paying I grabbed my first bag off the counter and the lady almost scolds me, “Oh no. I’ll do that for you. She bags the rest of my stuff and comes around the counter to place the bag on my lap.” Wow. Thanks. Now I know some folks might actually not like the extra attention/treatment, the “don’t treat me different because I’m disabled camp” and that’s fine. I totally understand that. Personally I don’t mind the assistance. It’s not like they were being condescending in their attitude. It made me feel good to see their willingness to help and I think it makes them feel good to do their ‘good deeds’ too. With all the problems in the worldI don’t think it hurts to see some compassion in folks.

Next I went back to the Venetian so I could go to the Grand Lux Café and got a Hawaiian smoothie and remarked to myself how nice the guys were that served me. I would have loved to have got my favorite potato spring rolls but my stomach was saying no.

I head back towards Harrahs but stop at Casino Royale to get a Subway sandwich. I usually have a personal rule that on vacation I don’t eat something I can buy at home. While it’s ok to eat at a chain restaurant like McDonalds it has to be an item that we don’t have on the menus at home(ie - In the UK they used to have a yummy Vegetable Deluxe that we don’t have at home). But with the way my stomach had been I just thought it best to stick with some familiar flavours for now. So much for my plans for Sushi Samba. The food court area has now moved to the back and they’ve added a Cinnabon since the last time I’ve been here. We don’t have any Cinnabons where I live and I really wanted one but my stomach didn’t. As I scooted through the casino, I never even realized how far back the Casino Royale property went. Got my veggie delight(with bacon) and a bag of Lay’s and the older lady at the cash asks how much I pay per day for my scooter rental. On her Florida vacation she had one for $35 and then was given the $35 back when the scooter was returned. I told her the $40 daily was still worth it though as I couldn’t go on vacation without it. She agreed they’re great machines as she was in the same boat with walking distances as I am.

Off I go back to my room and have my first experience with scooters and elevators. Supershe had given me pointers on such things before I’d left but I suddenly forgot what she’d said(another effect of my illness). I’d push the call button but I never knew which door would open first and by the time I’d get backed up and in line with the open door, it would close. After a few tries I got into an elevators and kind of hit the wall a bit as I tried backing in but made it. Then came the fun of getting into my room with the darn thing. With the door tucked into that recessed corner, it made for an awkward angle to turn to get in. Plus the door was slightly narrower than some other hotel’s door and the door itself was heavy and wanted to close on you very hard and me being a newbie didn’t help. I end up crashing into the door when I accidentally hit the accelerator too hard. Oops. I just hoped the neighbors at the door across from my room weren’t watching. They were probably having a good laugh at my expense.

Once inside it’s almost a disappointment to stop using the scooter. You ladies who regularly rent these are having way too much fun. They are absolutely wonderful inventions. I get in bed with my food, settle on watching Ripley’s Believe it or Not and set to work at eating. The way my stomach felt and the frequent trips to the bathroom for a case of the runs, believe it or not, it took me five hours to finish the six inch sandwich. I’d normally have that thing gone in fifteen minutes.

While eating I was unsure if I was going to stay in Vegas or fold and go home. I decided to connect to the Internet and check out what flights were available for the next few days. When you open the wardrobe door there is a short little dresser inside and in the top drawer was a blue cable and instructions on how to connect. Problem was I had no clue what to plug the cable into in the room. Turned on my netbook to see if there was any Wi-Fi but no free ones came up and the Harrah’s signal seems to only be for its meeting rooms(it kept asking what board room I was using). I was receiving signals for TI’s and Mirage’s WiFi with good signal strength but of course I couldn’t log into those. I gave up on the Internet and went back to trying to eat. After a few bites I decided to get up off the bed again and try to fix the curtains so I could see the Campanile Tower while sitting in bed but the sheers wouldn’t budge for some reason which was that they were stuck in the patio door. Opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony for a bit. Super hot out but none of the horrible humidity that had been plaguing where I live all summer long. At the moment, it actually was cooler here in Vegas than it was home. It was nice to at least be able to breathe easily in the hot dry air. I looked to the right at my neighboring balcony and could see that if someone was determined, they could actually quite safely hop from their balcony to the next one. So if you stay in one of these rooms, good idea to keep the door locked. The balcony itself is about five feet long and a little over a foot wide. Not quite a Juliette balcony as you could easily stand out on it but you couldn’t fit a chair out there. Either way, I like having a balcony. I close the door and try the sheers again, only to realize that I caught them in the door again. Duh! Glance under the table(it’s against the sliding doors) to pull out the curtain and noticed a black wire hiding between it and the drapes. Huzzah! Internet cable! It was long enough that I could plug in my netbook and use it while on the side of the bed farthest from the wall where the wire came from. Couldn’t get my view of the Campanile Tower from bed though as although the drapes are pretty much wall to wall, the window isn’t and only goes for about 1/3 of the width of the drapes.

Now I know a lot of folks have a gripe about resort fees and praise Harrah’s properties for not having these. However if you do want to use the Internet and a lot of us do, it’s $11.99 for 24hrs which is higher than some of the resort fees charged at some hotels that include Internet in them. The bright side with their Internet is that it counts down 24hours from when you connect. There are some places(forget which ones) where if you connect at say 6pm, at midnight a new day arrives and your “1 day” Internet use is up, which I think is a rip-off. So finally I did get online to check flights and there were some available that didn’t have too scary of a price tag. So I keep that in mind in case I do decide to go home.

Rested, took some stomach meds, drank loads of fluids and then eventually headed out to see Phantom. Well that was after a minor disaster with trying to get that scooter out of the stupid doorway..or is that me who is stupid? It’s not that I’m that bad of a driver, it’s just the weight of the door and odd location of my room. This time I was smart and drove into the elevator instead of backing in. It’s much easier to just slowly back out afterwards and now that I look at Supershe’s notes, that’s exactly what she’d told me to do in the first place. Once I get to the Venetian I decide to head to the washroom before the show and decide that public washrooms aren’t my friend when I get stuck in the wheelchair stall with the scooter. I in my infinite wisdom decided to turn the scooter around to drive out…Don’t do that. I got jammed at an odd angle in the stall. Don’t ask. Just when I’d mastered elevators, I meet my new nemesis. I make it to Phantom with fifteen minutes to spare and my friends who were there to see the show were relieved to see that I’d made it as we’d planned on meeting with a friend in the cast after the show.

As always the show was great and it was interesting to see a number of understudies this particular night, one of whom was one of the leads, Christine(Sarah Combs) who was lovely in the role. Other understudies were in the role of the Auctioneer, Confidante and many other ensemble roles. Tony Crivello was the Phantom and I have to say he was wonderful that night. He’d become my favorite Phantom soon after the show had opened(comparing Phantoms I’ve seen in London, Toronto and New York) but personally I’d been a bit disappointed with some of his performances after the company had made him sole Phantom. Originally in Vegas it was a shared role with Broadway veteran Brent Barrett playing the Phantom on certain nights. Once Tony took over I often felt he looked a bit tired and not quite as intense/scary as the earlier times I’ve seen him. This was my first time seeing him in almost a year and it was much better. His energy level was great. He seems to have changed his interpretation just a tad to a bit more romantic Phantom which I really enjoyed. Nice blend with the tense moments in the show.

There were a few technical errors during the show such as the Marksman’s pistol not firing but hey it’s live theatre, anything can and will happen. The line from Raoul after the pistol goes off is “You fool! I told you to shoot but only when the time comes.” Instead he covered with “You fool! I told you to shoot.” The poor Marksman is darned if he does and darned if he doesn’t. In any case the glitches were basically just little things that I doubt most of the audience would even have picked up on. It doesn’t denote a lack of quality in the show, it’s simply one of those things that happen in live theatre. In all the times I’ve seen the show in Vegas, I think I’ve only seen glitches one other time.

I wish I’d been able to lose myself in the story as much as I usually do but I kept being distracted by how I felt. After the show my friends and I met with our cast buddy, exchanged gifts and had a quick chat. The gang decided to head out to eat but I just decided to go back to my room and eat there so I bid them all a good evening and rode off into the sunset. Oh wait, it was 8:50pm so I guess the sun was gone by then.

Stopped to get a few Phantom souvenirs on my way through the theatre lobbyt(they’re only sold at little booths just before and after the show now) and got a neat new red t-shirt they offer and a Phantom mask, which quite unbelievable that I do not own yet after seeing the show in different countries so many times.

After that my intentions were to go back to Walgreens for some yogurt for my stomach(Mom reminded me on the phone earlier to get some.) but once I got on that scooter, the crazy machine took me on a tour of the Palazzo. What’s with that thing? I want to go one place and end up elsewhere. I swear it has a mind of its own! Stopped for a look at the fountain area but to my surprise the waterfall part was not working. Has it been like that for long? The area where the waterfall usually is was all deep green and looked to have some sort of foliage on it or painted on so I wondered if this is a permanent change? Really missed the waterfall. Caught a couple trying to take a shot of themselves and by their contorted looks on their faces checking the camera’s replay, I’d say they were failing miserably at it. I offered to take a pic for them and they gladly accepted. Felt bad to not do that for everyone there taking who was trying to do “self-shots” but I’d have been there all night if I did. The couple asked if I wanted them to take a shot of me with my camera but I was fine and kept going.

Went to the Palazzo lobby for a gander and checked out LAVO, a restaurant on my to do list if my stomach felt better sometime. Good thing I didn’t plan on it tonight as it was closed for a private event and I would have been pretty disappointed. Was it Low who made the comment recently about now annoying this trend was when you were looking forward to visiting these places and arrive only to find them shutdown like “I’m sorry the Statue of Liberty is closed today for a private event.” or something close to that? Whomever it was who’d said that, I wholeheartedly agree.

I eventually headed back to the Venetian so I could go out the front entrance to see the place all lit up for the evening and then on to Walgreens. When paying at the cash the clerk teased me about the scooter and told me to take out a few people with it before I go home. Lol

Stopped at Starbucks in Harrah’s and got an Orange Mango Vivanno smoothie. I don’t particularly love the taste of them but they have a whole banana and protein powder in them which I thought would be good idea. Usually when I feel yucky I can still get smoothies to easily go down so long as they aren‘t too sweet, which these are not.

Got back into my room after another near disaster with getting that scooter inside the door and ordered a Crispy Fried Chicken Salad. While waiting for it my neighbors were quite noisy and I soon figured out they were getting ready to go out clubbing. They sounded super excited and although their speech was polite when their own room service arrived, they were a bit on the loud side. Still it wasn’t like I was going to bed now so it wasn’t a biggie. They left to party soon afterwards.

Room service arrived and the lady took my pancake tray away. I checked out the salad which was huge, looked great and is prepared with each ingredient in its own little quadrant of the dish. Their French dressing looked and tasted more like Russian but oh well. The salad was so big that I barely made a dent in it while watching STNG. Poor Data loses his ’daughter’ in that episode. Androids have it tough. I wished I could have ate more but I still did better than I had with last night’s pancakes and didn’t feel quite so bad. I was able to finish off the smoothie and had most of the chicken(very good), almonds, carrots and tomatoes in the salad. Didn’t know all the details of that huge egg recall in the US and was a bit paranoid so although I really love my eggies, I left it behind although it was calling out “eat me” instead I looked back and said “bite me”.

Went to bed and slept a little bit better than the previous evening until my clubbing neighbors decided to announce their return with a Banshee wail as they ran down the hall from the elevators. Thanks girls. Then one of them went for something and the others played a joke and wouldn’t let her back in right away. So I had to listen to her yelling at them for a bit. I was suddenly reminded of the recent thread about “would you have called security” (and why I don‘t live in an apartment anymore). Trust me I was just waiting a little longer and I would have called. Thankfully the girls/guys let her back in and all was quiet after that. Thank you to my neighbors for behaving the rest of the night.

Still had a hard time to get into a good fitful sleep. Woke up at 5am to pee and then drink some liquids. Then on and off slept for the next few hours until 8am and that was it. Stomach felt fine this time but now I had a headache. Well if it isn’t one thing it’s another. Yay.

Manage to eventually fall asleep again but have to get up around 9:30 to get ready as I’m supposed to check out and head to the Signature for the next three nights. Call to the front desk to ask for an extra half hour in the room but the lady tells me to take an hour. Thanks.

I finished off the last of my bananas and had a bit of the Naked Juice brand protein smoothie I’d kept on ice during the night. One word for that smoothie, ewwwww. It’s the weirdest smelling smoothie and had a nasty gritty texture to it.

I finally get all packed up, do a TV checkout and get the energy to leave. I dread having to maneuver the scooter through that door again but at least this was the last time. I didn’t do as bad a job(stood behind it and slowly drove it forward while holding the door) this time and once I was sure I had all my luggage aboard, I headed out for the monorail. Normally you take an escalator near the coffee shop up to the monorail but for the scooter you have to go past the front desk, outside, cross a driveway and take the parking garage elevator up to the monorail level. There are signs for it if you forget. You’d also have to take that elevator if you were on a scooter and wanted to go up to Toby Keith’s.

There’s hardly a soul around(no surprise) and I am able to quickly zoom to the next elevator and pay for my $5 one way ticket. I did slow for a minute though to check out the flower bed in between Harrah’s and IP. There are these really beautiful light coral colored roses a bit like a Victor Borge/Michael Crawford roses there and I always like to see if they’re in bloom but unfortunately this time they were past their peak. When in bloom they are really gorgeous but they are almost hidden so I wonder how many folks even notice they are there. Sometimes you really do need to take the time to literally stop and smell the roses.

When I get to the gate where you insert your ticket, there is an older couple there and the wife is harping at her hubby who just couldn’t get where and which way up to insert the ticket. I get to the elevator to go down to the monorail platform and the couple join me. They are in a much more jolly mood now that they got their ticket confusion resolved. The elevator is a bit small but we all fit inside and when we exit, there is already a southbound train waiting. We make a dash for it and get on.

I know a lot of folks complain about the monorail but I’m one of those who actually likes riding it, although this day I was getting a little queasy on it. It’s too bad there wasn’t a way to make the monorail more appealing to folks. I personally prefer to take it rather than the bus as I don’t like waiting in the stifling heat for 15 min with no shade and nowhere to sit only to find out when the bus does arrive that it’s already full. At least with the walking for the monorail, most of it is indoors and airconditioned. And of course with the scooter it made the monorail all the more appealing as I could very quickly get to the monorail entrances compared to those on foot.

I get off at the MGM Grand, zoom along and get to the Signature entrance near the MGM’s pool. I passed the CSI experience on the way and hadn’t realized until then that it looks to have taken over the space where the arcade was. Also passed Shibuya and wished I could have dined there. Don’t laugh but they serve Italian Hello Kitty wines there that I wanted to sample.

I was going to buzz the Signature to let me in but some folks were leaving the tower and held the door for me. Now which tower to pick….#1 has Starbucks and it’s the closest one to the MGM so I swing into the lobby and a very sweet lady checks me in. I had been feeling ill enough by now that I’d pretty much decided to get a flight home tonight if there was still one available. I told the lady at the desk that I would likely have to check out in a few hours and she seemed genuinely disappointed for me that I wouldn’t be able to stay and enjoy my vacation. She said it wouldn’t be a problem though and I would not be charged for the remaining two nights I was supposed to be staying.

My next dilemma was the Von’s groceries that I’d pre-ordered online the week before. I had tried to see if I could cancel the order but it was too late for the system to allow that. Still I wasn’t even sure if the delivery would work as I’d been told twice directly by Von’s that there was absolutely no way for them to accept a credit card registered to a Canadian address for online orders. Their system required the zip code that the card is billed too but our postal codes don’t fit in the box. But a week before I’d left, someone on TA had said they were able to have groceries delivered twice in Vegas. They said the trick was to use only the numbers in our postal code and add two zeros. So who knew for sure if the groceries would show up or if they’d pick the order, go to total it and then not be able to process the card. Whether it came or not I wasn’t going to bother worrying about it.

Before heading to the elevators, I took a spin around the lobby to go to Starbucks and passed a bunch of ladies who’d just arrived for a bachelorette weekend with their party hats, er, um wait are those what I think they are bobbing on the top of their headbands? Guys, look away. Ordered another orange-mango Vivanno smoothieand the cashier informed me that if I came back after 2pm with my receipt I could get a Frappucino or other cold drink for only $2. A strawberries and cream Frap with soy and no whip would have been nice for later on but I ended up forgetting to go.

When I got into the elevator a man who had just got out held the door for me and pushed the button for my floor. Same thing had happened at Harrah’s where a couple got off and then the man trotted back to hold the door and get the floor button. When I looked back at the row of buttons I realized that my suite was on the top penthouse floor, only the upper-penthouse on the 38th floor was higher. I always request a higher floor at the Signature but have never got one this high up. Yes there was PH Towers blocking some of the view but it was still a nice Vegas view to look at from the balcony. I’ve stayed at the Signature a number of times but always in the other two towers so at least now I can say I’ve conquered all three. Being the older of the three towers, I was worried of the condition of the unit but it was all great other than a few faint stains on the bench at the foot of the bed. The rest of the upholstered surfaces in the room didn’t quite have a new feel to them but they were all very clean, weren’t worn and had no weird smells.

My next task was to connect to the internet to check out flights and I saw there were still a few seats left on tonight’s flight home. I wasn’t sure whether to called Expedia or Air Canada and tried Expedia first. After ten minutes on hold I ended up with the sales centre so I had to be transferred to another area which meant another fifteen minutes on hold while listening to their travel related wait music. “I’m leaving on a jet plane. Don’t know when I’ll be back again.” started playing and I felt sad as those words really rang true. Rub some salt into the wound why don’t ya. Reminded me of my September trip to Vegas after I had to change flights to fly home. I was at the Venetian and turned on the TV to pass time until my flight and instead of the normal hotel guide that comes on, it blast music from their Phantom of the Opera ad(remember this was when I was supposed to be doing theatre workshops there). Yeah that didn’t help. Changed the tv to PBS and the first thing I hear is “The city of Venice is known for its grand system of canals, gondolas and vast architecture. Such familiar places as the Campanile Tower, Dodges Palace and Bridge of Sighs are known worldwide.” Again, I’m staying at the Venetian and am stuck sick in bed so this talk of Venice and its singing gondoliers isn’t helping. Boo hiss.

Anyhow back to my current trip, an agent came on finally but said that since I’d already used the first portion of my flight that I had to contact Air Canada directly. Not a problem so I hung up and quickly rang them and got an AC agent very quickly. He was super nice and very helpful and a short time later had me booked on tonight’s red-eye. There is a $75 change fee but the cost of my original return flight is applied to the change fee and price of tonight’s flight and it only cost me around $118 for everything. I even was able to score the last aisle seat for the flight and it was near the back which was great as I really wanted to have easy access to the toilet if needed. I’m not scared of seat 29e. ha ha Seriously, the price was a relief as the last time I’d been ill and had to fly home the price was $730 and that was AFTER my $350 flight credit was applied. Rip-off.

As soon as I hung up I went back on the AirCanada website(loving this netbook) and had a peek at available flights only to discover that the next available flight was now not $538 taxes incl but $808 PLUS taxes/fees. WOW! I had just dodged a major bullet. I was almost giddy with the thought of how much money I’d just saved. Giddy, until I realized I now had to make the call that I really didn’t want to do and had to let the family know that once again my illness had got the best of me and I was coming home early. So embarrassed. I know by now there must be some of you too who wonder why I keep trying to travel.

Now with all that business taken care of what was I going to do for the next approx ten hours before my flight? I hated the thought of all the things I was going to miss out on. Planned with my friends had been two more shows at Phantom, also I was supposed to attend a charity event that the cast of Phantom was putting on for Family Promise of Las Vegas. Each year they put on a lovely afternoon of ballet and vocal performances and this was the reason my friends and I had picked this particular weekend for vacation to go to Vegas.

I was also going to miss out on Barry Manilow and I was really curious to see him as I’d never been to one of his concerts before. Inspired by Lantana, I’d hoped to come out a Fanilow but now I wasn’t going to get that opportunity. For what it’s worth, my friends who did go said it was wonderful. One is named Mandy and throughout her entire life has had to endure many horrible interpretations of Manilow’s “Mandy” sung to her by different folks. She said it was “wonderful to finally hear the song sung and not have it suck.”

My vacation package had included a free Lion King ticket and I had really been anxious to see the Vegas production again. It was even a seat that I could scoot right up to, well I guess it was more of a parking spot as they said I could just stay in the scooter if I wanted to. So I was missing out on that show now too. Boo.

Tonight my friends and I had tickets to KA thanks to the Summer of Cirque promotion and I hoped that I would at least feel up to going to that. My flight was leaving at 11:20pm and that left me nearly three hours to get to tiny, quiet Terminal 2 after the 7pm show ended. I’d done this a number of times before flying home on other trips and always have made it to my gate with at least an hour and half to spare.

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10. Re: TR- Third Time a Charm? (yes I finally posted it)

Phoensam: I just read what you wrote and it is definitely food for thought. I have a new doctor that I maybe be taking a trip to see and will think about bringing this idea up.