Next, we banked on our previous night’s experiences and decided to catch a trolley to the south end of the strip. We figured that we should perhaps begin our day’s trek at that end and work our way back to the Stratosphere. (The trolley was actually a bus.) We hopped on board and watched in seated, air conditioned comfort as the casinos rolled past. We disembarked at the Luxor Hotel. After snapping several photos of the Sphinx replica (of course it was an adventure attempting to gain a good photo vantage point, good thing the valets didn’t catch us), we entered the cool, dark interior of the Great Pyramid. The first order of business was to find food. We deemed that a buffet was in order. After all, we had to partake in at least one of the ‘famous’ Las Vegas buffets while we were there. This buffet was, of course, located on the bottom floor of the hotel. And the escalators were, of course, positioned in the middle of the slot machines, just past the Black Jack tables…
The buffet itself was a typical Vegas buffet. Overall, the food was relatively tasty; a good variety with a slight Mediterranean influence, which we were happy to see. After imbibing in all of the courses offered, we determined that we might never need to eat again. We also considered that in just a couple of days, this buffet would pale in comparison to our extravagant MRE’s…
Once the meal was completed, we decided to investigate the Luxor Hotel. We located the Imax Theater, one or two virtual reality rides, and a couple of other ‘family oriented’ activities. We were impressed with the engineering of the building; the rooms are built around the outside of the pyramid with the center remaining open for internal structures resembling an Egyptian city – a little strange. Instead of elevators, the hotel had ‘inclinators’ located in each of the four corners. These inclinators rose on an angle instead of the vertical. Remembering our ‘Capital Quest’ from our trip last summer, we decided that the top-most floor of the hotel must be conquered. Unfortunately, the task was going to be complicated as we discovered a room key must be shown to enter the inclinator. As a consequence, we determined that we needed to gain access to at least the 6th floor to avoid this annoyance and set off to find the fire escape, which proved to be no trouble. After arriving on the 6th floor, we nonchalantly glanced over the edge of one of the balconies then set out to find the inclinator. Riding in an inclinator is not so different from riding in an elevator, except the perception of moving sideways is much more prevalent. To our chagrin, we discovered that the inclinator we were on ascended only to the 12th floor! Getting off on the 12th floor, we contemplated how to gain access to the floors above. We circled the square (I know, I know…) and found that three of the four corners did not have access to the inclinator; the only inclinator access went down! Not the direction we wanted to go. Surmising that one of the four inclinators had to reach the floor above us, we again set out to find the fire escape. Sure enough, the inclinator on the 13th (oops, the 14th) floor served the 14th-19th floors. Following this example, we had to climb several floors in the fire escapes and ride each of the 3 remaining inclinators to gain access to the very top floor (the 30th floor). Alas, the 30th floor did not have a view of the chasm below. We had to back track to the 28th floor in order to find a balcony that provided a view of the abyss. It was worth the work; we had a view straight down 28 floors as the floors below us were inset several yards due to the shape of the pyramid. After snapping a few photos, we rode the inclinator down to the main level and strode right past the guard without showing a room key!
Only a brief expedition into the Excalibur Hotel across the street was needed. It was obviously older and didn’t appear to have as many amenities (boring) as competing hotels. We quickly moved on.
Next on the route was New York New York. And we thought we were in Vegas! We walked into the hotel through a mock-up of Grand Central Station. After a few twists and turns, this opened up to the casino floor. Certain areas of slot machines were designated as burrows: Queens, Brooklyn, etc. In the distance, on the back wall of the casino, you could see the river and Manhattan Island beyond. What got our attention the most, from the balcony we were standing on, was the rotating Statue of Liberty atop a group of slot machines. This was not just a mock up of the Grand Lady, but more of a cross between the Statue of Liberty and Marilyn Monroe. It was truly a predicament in which I had never imagined to see the Statue of Liberty.
Our ultimate mission in the New York New York was to ride the roller coaster. After our disappointment with the roller coaster on top of the Stratosphere, we resigned to ourselves that we would find and ride the best roller coaster in Vegas. We had heard from various ‘thrill enthusiasts’ that the coaster at the New York New York was not too shabby. This coaster, the Manhattan Express, loops and dives around the perimeter of the ‘skyscrapers’, high above the Strip. Perfect. Of course, to find the entrance to the Manhattan Express, we had to wander through the casino and around the arcade on the next level. Finally, we found the entrance, only to learn the coaster was shut down for the next 45 minutes or so. Drat! Well, the hotel’s tactics worked this time, as we found ourselves trapped in the arcade, unable to get out! I must say that the New York New York’s arcade was the best we saw on the strip. We found ourselves attempting to make goals by literally kicking a soccer ball past a goalie; navigating through a slalom course and negotiating ski jumps on water skis; speeding through the mountains in a Formula One race car. Once we had lightened our load of quarters (it was Las Vegas, you know), we decided to check on the coaster one more time. The attendants still said it was closed. I knew as soon as we walked out of the hotel, it would start up again.
We ventured back outside into the daylight. Oh yeah, another Vegas standard; no windows and absolutely no clocks exist anywhere near the casino floors. We walked around the Statue of Liberty outside the hotel (this one ‘dressed normal’), and crossed the Brooklyn Bridge. Sure enough, just as soon as we snapped a few pictures of the bridge, I heard the sound of ‘coaster screams’. Looking up, we discovered that the Manhattan Express was once again operational. We ventured back inside to the coaster entrance and stood in line for maybe 5 minutes. In all, the coaster was above average. There were several loops and surprising turns, including one twist that caught us off guard and suspended us upside down for several moments. In all, it was worth going back for. Oh, and we noticed one other thing that Kurt just couldn’t get enough of – the manhole covers in the floor of the hotel gave the illusion that steam was seeping out from around the edges of them. Pretty good attention to detail.
The next casino in line was the Monte Carlo. After a brief look around, we decided it wasn’t much different than any of the other casinos. It was fairly fancy, but obviously a couple of years old. After venturing through the vast sea of slot machines, we found another tram. Once again, it sounded like a very good idea to sit down for a while. The tram took us to the Bellagio – probably the classiest hotel on the Strip. The inside was astoundingly gorgeous; marble floor and walls, a wedding atrium filled with ample natural light and luscious green plants. Over all, a very grand hotel. While we were wandering through the abyss of slot machines, video poker machines, and betting tables, we stumbled upon a very comfy looking bar next to the sports betting area. We found seats at the bar and ordered a beer. In a round-about way, the bartender told us that if we spent $10 a piece on video poker while we were sitting there, he could give us our drinks for free. Of course we did the math and figured that we needed to drink at least 2 beers a piece ($5 a beer) in order to break even – that is if we could manage to avoid losing money on the game. Well, I faired well. I walked away with a few extra dollars even after the tip. Kurt, however… well, he ended up paying $7.50 for each beer, plus tip. I’ll let you do the math. Kurt and I decided we liked playing video poker the best of all the machine games in Vegas. Slot machines just leave way too much to chance and neither of us like gambling enough to put down the stakes required at betting tables. The poker machines we found in the Bellagio, though were better than what we found elsewhere. These machines gave a ‘double or nothing’ chance after every win. As long as you played conservatively, it was rather fun.
After we finished our beers, we wandered through the rest of the hotel and then back out the front door to the Strip. We noticed it had gotten dark while we were inside… and we also noticed that it was about time for their water show. In front of the Bellagio is a large reflecting pool. Every 15 minutes or so, an ensemble of computerized lights and water jets choreographed to music entertain the passers-by. The show is really quite spectacular with the water at times shooting as high as 60 or 70 feet. The show really gave the impression of a synchronized swimming performance. It’s a must-see if you’re in Vegas – and it’s free!
Like the night before, we followed the throngs of people inside the main entrance to the Mirage. Immediately inside the entrance, we found ourselves face to face with a white tiger (OK, he was in a cage). The Mirage is the home of Siegfried and Roy – the magicians whose trademark is a pair of white tigers. We watched the tiger for a while and decided he didn’t look so happy and definitely did not want to be where he was. We felt sorry for him and continued on. As soon as we entered the hotel, we were engulfed by a lush rain forest. We followed the narrow, winding path through the greenness and out onto the casino floor – surprise, surprise! After meandering through the ostentatious collection of slot machines, we found the hotel’s ‘family’ attractions, The Secret Garden of Siegfried and Roy and the Dolphin Habitat, both of which were closed. Consequently, we found our way back outside to watch the volcano erupt. This was the same volcano as the night before, only this time we got to see it up close. The eruption consisted of plumes of flames and jets of water projected into the air (the water was colored by red lights). The flames were so intense that we could feel the heat coming off them even though we were standing a good 100 yards from the source.
Next, we moved on to Treasure Island. This night we were about 15 minutes early for a show. There were already tons of people standing around to catch the production; so many in fact that it was difficult for pedestrians to maneuver through the mass. We secured an open spot on a walkway between the sidewalk and the street and tried to find something to lean against. We were both so incredibly tired of walking by this time. It was horrible to think that if this made us tired, how was the Canyon going to make us feel?
After a few long minutes, The Battle of Buccaneer Bay began. We were standing closest to the pirate’s ship – in the distance around the corner of the building we could see the British ship. Quickly, the pirates spied the British ship as well, as it was sailing closer to the Bay. After a few heated words between the Captain and the pirates, war was waged. Kurt and I were distraught with suspense. Who would win? Who would survive to rule the Bay? What would happen to the innocent bystanders (us)? Alas, after an exchange of cannon fire and a few crazy dives, the pirates managed to sink the British ship into the Bay and the lead pirate invited us all into his ‘house’ for drinks and merriment. We kept on walking…
After Treasure Island, the Strip really went downhill. The next casino was the New Frontier – we went in and gawked around. It really did look like it was from an era were the west was the new frontier. After grandiose hotels like the Venetian and the Bellagio, this place was a dive. We quickly left.
Next – the Stardust. Unfortunately, this hotel was not too much better than the New Frontier. And since Kurt still wouldn’t go see Wayne Newton with me, we moved on very quickly.
The next couple of hotels – the Westward Ho and the Slots of Fun – were absolutely no better than either of the previous two. We couldn’t understand how these casinos could stay in business with all the competition down the street. You could tell they were the ‘original’ style Vegas casino. Before all the glitz and glam and ‘family fun’ moved into town.
Finally, we made it to Circus Circus, the last hotel on the Strip except for the Stratosphere. We roamed around the ‘big top’ for a bit. Knowing that Circus Circus was the first hotel on the Strip to cater towards a family, we could definitely see where New York New York had gotten the idea for their arcade. The arcade area in Circus Circus wasn’t near as up-to-date, though, consisting mostly of carnival games. Once again, we decided we needed to sit down, so we found a seat under the ‘big top’ and watched a show for a few minutes. The shows at Circus Circus are short, ten-minute productions ranging from high wire acts to magic acts to dance numbers. We got to see a basic ‘human pretzel’ partner dance. It was rather boring but at least we were able to sit down!
Finally, we decided maybe we needed to eat before heading back to the Stratosphere. We were both incredibly tired and definitely ready to call it a day. Unfortunately, there was nothing good to eat at Circus Circus. We got out our nifty little free guidebook and looked at the list of restaurants available in each hotel. This guide also contained the hours of operation for the restaurants. Unfortunately, it was after 11 and we were at the lousy end of the strip. We looked at our surroundings and decided that unfortunately, we were going to have to back track a ways unless we wanted to eat pizza or hotdogs, or in a scary diner. Against our will, we walked back to Treasure Island. Once inside, we found a place called the Courtyard Grille. We ordered Bruschetta, a salad, and a bowl of soup. Unfortunately we were so tired it was actually hard to eat. Now that’s really saying something for Kurt and I. We did manage to stay entertained while we were eating, however. We had a table with an open view into the shopping corridor. At the end of this corridor was the theater where a production of Cirque du Soleil was performing and the show must have ended while we were there. We couldn’t believe the number of people that kept coming out of the theater. We guessed that close to 2000 people must have walked past. I didn’t imagine that the theater would be near that big! We also noticed a large number of brides passing us by. Once we started counting, we saw at least 8 or 10 brides (still in their dresses, obviously) walk past. Viva Las Vegas! We also had fun taking notes about the ushers walking past, but we won’t go into that here…
After we were done eating, we decided it most prudent to get a taxi to take us back to the Stratosphere. We honestly didn’t think we could walk any farther. The taxi got us back to the hotel uneventfully, of course, and we decided to call it a night. (Day 3)