Luck was on our side when we not only got to see Jeff and Sarah up here over the 24th of July weekend, but also last weekend as well when we stopped in Cedar City to have lunch at Winger's with them before continuing on to Las Vegas.
It was a sweltering 115 degrees when we arrived in Las Vegas at 3:07 that afternoon.
Grover Ferguson, who used to work at G&K, invited us to Vegas where he wanted to show us a good time. We had received our travel plans from him and found that we would be staying at the Mandalay Bay.
Sarah wanted us to take pictures of the beautiful suite that was provided for our stay the two nights we were there. Upon entering the room, there was a huge, full-length mirror on one wall and an etched-glass window looking into the bathroom on the other wall.
Glen lost no time in finding a game to watch on the big, flat-screen T.V. mounted on the wall across from the bed.
We definitely hadn't brought enough clothes to fill up one, much less both, of the closets. In fact, we had inadvertently left behind our garment bag with Glen's suit and dress shirts in them, so we really had not much of anything to hang in the closets.
The bathroom was well equipped with an over-sized jazucci, shower, flat-screen T.V. between the two sinks and even a phone in the throne room.
Along the curtained, window wall, there was a sitting area and a dining area.
And here was our view of Vegas from the window.
This is the only time during our trip that I saw Glen pull out his wallet to spend our money (except to buy gas and to buy us a slush drink at Sonic the next day--and that was during happy hour which meant that we got those drinks at half price).
I couldn't believe my good fortune when Glen consented to taking me to the Wynn for a buffet dinner that evening. I've been wanting to go back ever since Chris and I ate the most delicious, over-priced brunch ever one year that we were in Vegas over my birthday weekend. Glen can now see a little bit better why I raved so much about that dining experience as he, too, admitted it was pretty good food.
Included in our trip packet were two complimentary tickets to see Blue Man Group. It was a very good, entertaining, fun show.
On the drive back to our hotel, it had cooled down a bit. At 10:11 p.m., it was 102 degrees.
The next morning, the plan was for Grover and his wife Sue to meet us at the hotel for breakfast. We assumed we'd eat there, but instead, we jumped into Grover's vehicle and he drove us out to their neighborhood where we ate breakfast at the country club. Good thing we didn't wear blue jeans as they are not allowed in the clubhouse.
Okay--here's my third and final temperature photo. Glen kept laughing at me taking all the photos of the car's dashboard. That day the temperature had dropped and it was a blessed 91 degrees at 2:45 in the afternoon. Normally I don't like the temperature at all when it's in the 90's, but compared to the day before, the 91 almost felt pleasant!
That evening we hooked back up with Grover and Sue for dinner. They took us to Prime Steakhouse at the Bellagio--a very expensive, swanky restaurant--and it's a good thing jackets were not required since Glen's was back at home in the forgotten garment bag. And good thing Glen had put his dress shoes and long pants in the suitcase so he had something presentable to wear that evening.
Our heart-felt thanks go out to the Fergusons for treating us to such a nice, relaxing weekend and for giving us a taste of the lifestyle of the rich and famous.
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