Greetings from Vegas! I’m convinced that this city never sleeps. People stay up all night, yet in the morning when I come down to the casino it’s teeming with people. DId they not go to bed, or did they just get up early?

I know I seem to have endless energy. I’ve walked, and walked, and walked, and then walked some more. My new “comfortable” shoes turned out to be not a very good idea. My feet are a blistery mess. They look like a patchwork quilt of moleskin and blister pads. I covered a lot of ground and found my way around easily. It’s a bit like visiting Disneyland. I walked down the Strip as far as the Bellagio and Paris, then back, making various stops. Each hotel has its own theme and character.

I went to the Mandalay and to the Shark Reef. Can you find me in the reflection below?  You can just make me out with the camera held up. Now don’t be cruel; you know that man with the pot belly is not me!! I’m standing to the right of him but you have to look closely.

The jellyfish tank kept me mesmerized for a long time. It was like watching one of those lava lamps.

We had dinner on the outdoor patio of Mon Ami Gabi at Paris. Our table for two was right at the railing and perfect for viewing the fountain display at Bellagio’s across the Strip. After dinner we went across the street to watch the fountains up-close and personal. I got a wonderful film that I will share after we get home. Even that doesn’t do them justice.  Whoever choreographs the water’s movements must be a genius. Just imagine Andreas Boccili set to a ballet of water fountains. Trust me, it’s fabulous!

Right now I’m blogging from an unlikely place. I came to “work” with Rick today, so I am sitting at a table adjacent to the Vision Research booth at the NAB trade show. Pretty impressive place. My feet are getting a little bit of a rest since we rode the monorail. When he’s finished at around 12:30 we’re going over to the Star Trek Experience, have lunch at Quark’s, and let ourselves be captured by Klingons. Should be fun!

Tonight we have tickets to a show: Cirque due Soleil’s Mystére. We’re pretty much always on the go ... but it is Vegas after all! Time to rest when we return home.