Wednesday afternoon my friend from Oregon, Joy, and I made our way to Vegas. She had booked our accommodations, keeping me in suspense for months. Finally she spilled the beans.
T R U M P • I N T E R N A T I O N A L • H O T E L
Trump is located on the north end of the strip, across from the Encore and the Wynn.
The non-gambling, non-smoking resort was very swank.
Kitchenette ~ Tub with view of the Strip
Now, I have to tell you that I did forget to pack 1 thing (as usual). This time it was my camera. I used my phone to take pics, but they aren’t the best.
We checked in, then sat in the lounge, sipping overpriced wine and beer.
Bar & Lounge
We entered a time warp as 3 hours passed quicker than you can bat an eye. When we noticed the time, we had 5 minutes to change clothes, freshen our make-up & hair, and catch a cab to Caesar’s.
Here is an event I was really anticipating! Dining at Mesa Grill, owned by Bobby Flay.
All the while pinching myself, I savored Green Pea + Green Chili Soup, Ancho Chili-Honey Glazed Salmon with Spicy Black Bean Sauce, and Roasted Corn with Smoked Chilis, Cotija Cheese + Lime.
Camera phone, don’t fail me now!!
Without a doubt, this was the most flavorful meal I’ve ever had. Really intense, delicious flavors.
Time continued to fly as we dashed outside to catch a cab to The Rio.
Penn & Teller
An hour before the show, there is a live jazz band playing. The audience is encouraged to take to the stage to examine a box and sign an envelope. When the show does start, Teller (the little guy) appears from the box! This show was FANTASTIC! I’d like to see it again, just to catch what I missed this time. Penn explains a few of the tricks by using clear cups and cellophane, but you’re still left scratching your head in amazement!
I wouldn’t recommend the show to young children because there’s a lot of blood and guts when they cut a woman in half.
After the show, Penn & Teller run down the aisles and into the lobby where they pose for pictures and sign autographs.
Teller is easy to approach, while Penn is lost in a sea of fans.
Normally I would break down this blog into Day 1, Day 2, etc., but on Day 2, Lady Luck coughed on us. Joy caught a cold.
Our one excursion together Thursday was to the Bellagio Cafe. Now while I usually rave about the Crab Benedict, this time that darned Lady Luck put a hair in my eggs!
Lady Luck needs a hair net!
Back at the Trump, Joy watched t.v. while sipping on $12.00 bottles of Dayquil and Nyquil. I walked across the street to the Fashion Show Mall to visit Nordstrom, Godiva, Forever21 and Dillards. Hey, if I can’t shop, I’m not living up to my name!
Day 3, we had the breakfast at the Wynn.
The Buffet @ The Wynn
The surroundings are bright and whimsical, and the large selection of food is delicious. I was pleasantly surprised to see that pizza is included as a breakfast item! There is plenty of fruit, pancakes, french toast, bagels and the like for $18.95 per person. It’s a bit steep for a Vegas buffet, and if you haven’t tried the Rio’s buffet, I’d recommend it over the Wynn’s.
I took Joy to the airport, gave her a hug and some air kisses, and sent her on her way. It’s too bad her souvenir was a Vegas virus!
Thanks for reading! It’s good to be home.