PROLOGUE:
Well, this was my 6th Vegas trip this year and it was one of the more enjoyable of the 40 plus trips to this town that I have taken over the years. I started planning back in August; talking with my daughter who lives in Northern California to join me for all/part on the trip since I have only seen her once going on two years. We both enjoy seeing shows and dining at upscale restaurants while in Vegas, so we e-mailed back and forth throughout the fall, discussing all of the possibilities. Since part of the trip would be in November and part in December, I could take advantage of my diamond status at CET to get two sets of show tickets for the both of us. She had not seen Michael Jackson One at Mandalay Bay, so that was an easy choice. I had seen the show several years ago, but was eager to see it again...a no brainer. We left the dining options open and would decide while in Vegas where to eat.
Sun Country came through again, and I booked a RT fare for $246. I also got a great rate on a premium grade car thru Enterprise, after checking their website several times....one night they posted a rate of $205(including all taxes & fees) for the length of our trip, which was less that what I would pay for a full sized car. The next day and thereafter the rates were much higher. The boothling at the Enterprise counter raised his eyebrows and gave out a low whistle when he saw my rate pop on his computer screen. The CET people were nice enough to give me 5 comped nights at the Rio and since I am diamond; no resorts fees....SWEET.
We discussed other various activities and put the Pinball Hall of Fame, a tour of the Neon Museum, the Bodies exhibit at the Luxor, perhaps a day hike out at Valley of Fire and of course some time at the Rio wine cellar on the menu. My daughter was able to fly out of Oakland and land in Vegas 3 hours after my flight landed, which was enough time for me to pick up the car, check-in to the Rio and play some VP while quenching my thirst with a Heineken before having to pick her up at the airport.
SUNDAY 11/29:
I tried the day before to pick up a first class upgrade for my flight, but being that this was the weekend after Thanksgiving, all of the 1st class seats had been taken...drat. I did bump myself up to a seat towards the front of the plane. I didn't have to work a night shift the day before, so it was nice to have a leisurely morning getting ready and driving up to the Cities. I took the shuttle from the EZ Airpark people and was dropped off at the smaller Humphrey terminal at MSP. It took me a whole two minutes to check in and head for security. One of the TSA agents was a real DICK; treating me like I was some kind of idiot. He must have asked me 5 times if I had anything left in my pockets...5 times I told him NO. I placed my backpack to go thru the x-ray machine, placed my shoes, belt and jacket in one of their plastic bins and then put my $150 Stetson fedora in a separate bin. The TSA agent walked back over and took my hat out of the bin and placed it atop my other clothing. I looked at him and said, "What, you rationing the use of the plastic bins?" and put the hat back in the other container. I then told him that my hat would get stuck in their machine if I left it where he put it, and then they would have to stop their "production line" in order to fish it out (which has happened a couple of times before). We glared at each other for a few moments and then he walked away. I went thru the scanner and then another TSA agent patted me down, but only on my left side. This is the 2nd time that I have been given a pat down, and both times only on my left side. I guess if I want to hide some contraband, I should stick it in my right pants pocket. What a pain in the ass. Oh well, time to hit the airport bar for my Hendrick's gin and tonic.
I settled into my seat at the bar, the Vikings game was on the TV, so this should be a nice place to pass the time before my flight..wrong. Lucky me, I get another DICK for a bartender. I normally order a double Hendrick's and tonic at the bar and they bring it to me in a tall glass. This guy brings me my double in a smaller glass and I ask him if that is a "double"? He gives me a pained looked and tells me "Yes it is" and walks away. I take one sip and it tastes like pure gin and no tonic....cough. I pull out my cucumber slices out of my backpack and the lovely young lady sipping wine next to me lets out a laugh and says that I came prepared. Well, I sipped my drink, watched the game and chatted with my blonde seatmate. When I finished my drink I waved over the other bartender and told him that I wanted a single this time, which he complied. I ordered up my 3rd drink (a single) and continued to watch the game sans blonde seatmate. When it was time to go I asked for my bill and the 2nd bartender walked over to the DICK and he ran up by bill....he charged me for three doubles. I called over the other guy and asked him if the two drinks that he served me were singles or doubles...he says "Singles" to which I hand the bill back to the DICK and ask him politely to adjust the charges. I paid the bill and left him $1 tip; would have been a fiver if not for his poor attitude. This trip is not starting out on a happy note.
Things picked up when I realized that there was not going to be anyone sitting in the middle seat(I had the aisle). I had a couple of rowdy guys sitting in the seats across the aisle and behind me. One of them stopped the flight attendant and asked her what did they have to do in order to get a drink before takeoff. The FA could see that these guys had "trouble" written all over themselves, I replied, "Buy a first class ticket, dude." The guy looked at me funny, then we all laughed.....they behaved during the flight, but knocked down quite a few beers. Once in the air I ordered a gin and tonic, read a couple of articles in one of my pharmacy journals and drifted off to sleep.
I picked up my suitcase at baggage claim and hopped on the shuttle to the car rental center. A couple of ladies were sitting next to me and asked me if this bus was going to the Fox rental center. I told them that they would have to board another shuttle at the main rental center in order to get to FOX. One of the ladies was quite upset and chewed out the other one, "No wonder they were so cheap!" There was no line at the Enterprise counter and I was in and out in two minutes. The lot attendant showed me a Chrysler 300, but I opted for the Buick LaCrosse. I pulled out my high intensity flashlight and gave the car a quick once over. The attendant commented about the flashlight and I told him that the car pick up area is always dimly lit, but the drop off area is lit up like Times Square....why do you supposed that is? The car was in exceptional condition with only 3,000 miles on it. The LaCrosse performed great and gave us a smooth and comfortable ride during our trip.
I pulled out onto Warm Springs Rd, crossed LV Blvd and headed north on Dean Martin Dr. Took a left onto Rio Dr and soon was standing at the counter at the Diamond check-in area. They gave me a room on the 17th floor of the Ipanema tower. I quickly unpacked, and hurried down to the Shutters bar to play some VP and have my usual Heineken. My 1st $20 went quickly and so did the 2nd, but I played quite a while on the 3rd one before busting out. I walked over and stuck in a hundy in a $1 slot machine and quickly doubled my money. I played it down and cashed out with a $60 profit....I'm even for the day. Time to pick up the daughter.
The airport was pretty quiet at 10 PM and I had no problem meeting Jen at the baggage claim. After I got her settled in at the hotel, we drove over and self parked at Harrah's and gambled a bit at the Tag bar at the Linq, took a tour of the Linq promenade (pretty empty) and then had burgers and shakes at Johnny Rockets before calling it a night.
Well, this was my 6th Vegas trip this year and it was one of the more enjoyable of the 40 plus trips to this town that I have taken over the years. I started planning back in August; talking with my daughter who lives in Northern California to join me for all/part on the trip since I have only seen her once going on two years. We both enjoy seeing shows and dining at upscale restaurants while in Vegas, so we e-mailed back and forth throughout the fall, discussing all of the possibilities. Since part of the trip would be in November and part in December, I could take advantage of my diamond status at CET to get two sets of show tickets for the both of us. She had not seen Michael Jackson One at Mandalay Bay, so that was an easy choice. I had seen the show several years ago, but was eager to see it again...a no brainer. We left the dining options open and would decide while in Vegas where to eat.
Sun Country came through again, and I booked a RT fare for $246. I also got a great rate on a premium grade car thru Enterprise, after checking their website several times....one night they posted a rate of $205(including all taxes & fees) for the length of our trip, which was less that what I would pay for a full sized car. The next day and thereafter the rates were much higher. The boothling at the Enterprise counter raised his eyebrows and gave out a low whistle when he saw my rate pop on his computer screen. The CET people were nice enough to give me 5 comped nights at the Rio and since I am diamond; no resorts fees....SWEET.
We discussed other various activities and put the Pinball Hall of Fame, a tour of the Neon Museum, the Bodies exhibit at the Luxor, perhaps a day hike out at Valley of Fire and of course some time at the Rio wine cellar on the menu. My daughter was able to fly out of Oakland and land in Vegas 3 hours after my flight landed, which was enough time for me to pick up the car, check-in to the Rio and play some VP while quenching my thirst with a Heineken before having to pick her up at the airport.
SUNDAY 11/29:
I tried the day before to pick up a first class upgrade for my flight, but being that this was the weekend after Thanksgiving, all of the 1st class seats had been taken...drat. I did bump myself up to a seat towards the front of the plane. I didn't have to work a night shift the day before, so it was nice to have a leisurely morning getting ready and driving up to the Cities. I took the shuttle from the EZ Airpark people and was dropped off at the smaller Humphrey terminal at MSP. It took me a whole two minutes to check in and head for security. One of the TSA agents was a real DICK; treating me like I was some kind of idiot. He must have asked me 5 times if I had anything left in my pockets...5 times I told him NO. I placed my backpack to go thru the x-ray machine, placed my shoes, belt and jacket in one of their plastic bins and then put my $150 Stetson fedora in a separate bin. The TSA agent walked back over and took my hat out of the bin and placed it atop my other clothing. I looked at him and said, "What, you rationing the use of the plastic bins?" and put the hat back in the other container. I then told him that my hat would get stuck in their machine if I left it where he put it, and then they would have to stop their "production line" in order to fish it out (which has happened a couple of times before). We glared at each other for a few moments and then he walked away. I went thru the scanner and then another TSA agent patted me down, but only on my left side. This is the 2nd time that I have been given a pat down, and both times only on my left side. I guess if I want to hide some contraband, I should stick it in my right pants pocket. What a pain in the ass. Oh well, time to hit the airport bar for my Hendrick's gin and tonic.
I settled into my seat at the bar, the Vikings game was on the TV, so this should be a nice place to pass the time before my flight..wrong. Lucky me, I get another DICK for a bartender. I normally order a double Hendrick's and tonic at the bar and they bring it to me in a tall glass. This guy brings me my double in a smaller glass and I ask him if that is a "double"? He gives me a pained looked and tells me "Yes it is" and walks away. I take one sip and it tastes like pure gin and no tonic....cough. I pull out my cucumber slices out of my backpack and the lovely young lady sipping wine next to me lets out a laugh and says that I came prepared. Well, I sipped my drink, watched the game and chatted with my blonde seatmate. When I finished my drink I waved over the other bartender and told him that I wanted a single this time, which he complied. I ordered up my 3rd drink (a single) and continued to watch the game sans blonde seatmate. When it was time to go I asked for my bill and the 2nd bartender walked over to the DICK and he ran up by bill....he charged me for three doubles. I called over the other guy and asked him if the two drinks that he served me were singles or doubles...he says "Singles" to which I hand the bill back to the DICK and ask him politely to adjust the charges. I paid the bill and left him $1 tip; would have been a fiver if not for his poor attitude. This trip is not starting out on a happy note.
Things picked up when I realized that there was not going to be anyone sitting in the middle seat(I had the aisle). I had a couple of rowdy guys sitting in the seats across the aisle and behind me. One of them stopped the flight attendant and asked her what did they have to do in order to get a drink before takeoff. The FA could see that these guys had "trouble" written all over themselves, I replied, "Buy a first class ticket, dude." The guy looked at me funny, then we all laughed.....they behaved during the flight, but knocked down quite a few beers. Once in the air I ordered a gin and tonic, read a couple of articles in one of my pharmacy journals and drifted off to sleep.
I picked up my suitcase at baggage claim and hopped on the shuttle to the car rental center. A couple of ladies were sitting next to me and asked me if this bus was going to the Fox rental center. I told them that they would have to board another shuttle at the main rental center in order to get to FOX. One of the ladies was quite upset and chewed out the other one, "No wonder they were so cheap!" There was no line at the Enterprise counter and I was in and out in two minutes. The lot attendant showed me a Chrysler 300, but I opted for the Buick LaCrosse. I pulled out my high intensity flashlight and gave the car a quick once over. The attendant commented about the flashlight and I told him that the car pick up area is always dimly lit, but the drop off area is lit up like Times Square....why do you supposed that is? The car was in exceptional condition with only 3,000 miles on it. The LaCrosse performed great and gave us a smooth and comfortable ride during our trip.
I pulled out onto Warm Springs Rd, crossed LV Blvd and headed north on Dean Martin Dr. Took a left onto Rio Dr and soon was standing at the counter at the Diamond check-in area. They gave me a room on the 17th floor of the Ipanema tower. I quickly unpacked, and hurried down to the Shutters bar to play some VP and have my usual Heineken. My 1st $20 went quickly and so did the 2nd, but I played quite a while on the 3rd one before busting out. I walked over and stuck in a hundy in a $1 slot machine and quickly doubled my money. I played it down and cashed out with a $60 profit....I'm even for the day. Time to pick up the daughter.
The airport was pretty quiet at 10 PM and I had no problem meeting Jen at the baggage claim. After I got her settled in at the hotel, we drove over and self parked at Harrah's and gambled a bit at the Tag bar at the Linq, took a tour of the Linq promenade (pretty empty) and then had burgers and shakes at Johnny Rockets before calling it a night.