Seven hours later and I am writing from my table for one at the Café Bellagio. It’s nice, though, they offered me a magazine for my dining experience . It has Lady Gaga on the cover. Cute. Going to delve into that as soon as I’m done updating.
Much to my surprise, I find that I’m not at all insecure eating alone here. My only insecurity comes when I probably look like a homeless person inhaling my burger in quite an ungraceful fashion. However, the girl at the table next to me who has the prime view of my carnivorous actions just ordered a burger, so maybe the way I’ve managed to make the burger look delectable, not disgraceful.
Our room is beautiful – when I checked in I told the receptionist that I was here with the Virtuoso group and he said, “Well that means you get a nice room!” He wasn’t kidding, we’ve got a fountain view and everything. Also important: we have a HUGE bathtub, which will be filled with both bubbles and myself in approximately one hour.
I’m going to try and get a few good photos to upload (from the room, not of my bubble bath), but for now, greetings from Las Vegas!