I’m tired, broke and fatter than I was four days ago; that’s right, I’ve just returned from Las Vegas, aka Overindulgence, USA.
At McCarron Airport on our return to Edmonton, I was taken aside after beeping my way through the metal detector. The female security guard, hands poised to frisk, asked me if I had any metal knees or hips to which I answered, “No, but after four days in Vegas, I’m likely to need them now.” I have walked 500 miles.
Six years ago on our first trip to Las Vegas I sat beside a veteran traveler who was on her fourth go-around. She gave me one piece of advice: “Wear comfortable shoes.” And now, that is exactly what I tell anyone who is looking for tips on Las Vegas. You will not believe the amount of walking involved. Scores of young women teeter about on 4 inch stilettos at all hours of the day and I silently mock them. Near midnight these scores of women limp along barefoot, their Jimmy Choos dangling from their hands.
Speaking of Carrot Top, we avoided him for years, hanging on to a misplaced notion of him as a manic comedian with a whole lot of crazy and not much substance. We were wrong. So wrong. Yes, he’s crazy but, Oh. My. God. Funny. The money spent on Carrot Top tickets (about $75) was some of the best money we’ve ever spent on a Vegas show. Cirque Du Soleil’s “O” and La Reve at Wynn would be the two others I’d recommend as well as Human Nature, an energetic Australian quartet who put on a Motown revue at the old and dingy Imperial Palace. I can’t say much for the venue but the group is out-of-this-world talented. In fact, they’ve just been recently named “Best Singers in Las Vegas” by the Las Vegas Review-Journal. And they deserve it…if you love Motown, go see these guys. Besides, they’re all just as cute as bugs’ ears and they can dance too! Four white boys from Australia, go figure. (Picture below taken from Hello Vegas website.)
If you go to Vegas, expect to lose money. If you are realistic going in, then losing money doesn’t hurt so much. Just consider it as part of the cost of entertainment. And if you win, don’t get too attached to your winnings, they’ll leave you soon enough.
We had the good fortune of drinking at the hands of Social House’s master mixologist, Christian, who served up amazing libations made with cilantro, jalapeno pepper, ginger and other odd ingredients. Christian made me my very first Pisco Sour, a drink I have been dying to try since first reading about it in Imbibe Magazine some time ago. I fear any other Pisco Sour will pale in comparison to Chrisitan’s and I feel lucky to have had my first here at Social House. The days of ordering a rum and coke are over. Now its herbs and syrups and roots and shoots…hmmm, sounds more like health food to me! (yeah, I know…but one can dream, right?)
After some uni, kobe beef and mild-altering tonics, we were given a little show put on by Jonah, resident coffee guru who at such a young age astounded me with his knowledge of the bean. Jonah makes siphon coffee, a unique method using vapour pressure to brew coffee resulting in an extraordinarily crisp and clean end result; in fact, there are only a half dozen places in the USA that make siphon coffee and Social House, with Jonah at the helm, is one of them. Watching him was entertainment itself.
A new find for us was Wazuzu, an Asian restaurant at Encore (part of the luxurious Wynn Resort). Wazuzu features dishes with Thai, Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese, Indian and Korean influences. I was excited to see XO sauce on the menu. It is offered as a separate side for $5 but despite the high price for a little dish, we had to try it. I was curious about the sauce having just read about it in the Edmonton Journal not long ago. Read about it here. XO sauce is a combination of dried shrimp, scallop, bacon, chilli oil and other magical ingredients and once you’ve tried a well-made XO sauce, your life will never be the same. I could kick myself now for not asking if we could purchase some of theirs. We’ve tried it at other Asian restaurants since then, but no one comes close to the XO sauce (shown below at right) at Wazuzu.
So yes, we returned home with less money than we started with but that was to be expected. The best thing about being a veteran Vegas-goer (that was our 8th trip) is that you don’t have to think when you’re there. You get to know where the good food is, where the cheap drinks are or where the best drinks are. You know the shortcuts, the tricks and how to get in and out of Caesar’s Palace without having to call someone for help. There’s always something to do, something to see and somewhere to go, and if you’re tired, you just pull up a chair at the closest watering hole and watch the world go by. Sometimes that’s the best entertainment of all.