We got to our hotel at Planet Hollywood Towers, which was on the strip next to Paris and had the Miracle Mile shops and Prive nightclub inside. We got there around 3pm and met up with Keith and Brandy after checking in. We had thought we got the suite, but as it turns out all the rooms are called "suites", it just depends on what KIND of "suite" you get. So we got a tiny room and Keith & Brandy got this gigantic luxury penthouse on the top floor. Andy was bent out of shape about it and after much teasing, we hit the strip for dinner and a show.This is the miracle mile shops (just one part of it, but this is coming out of our hotel lobby)

Walking to the MGM the next day everyone stopped to watch a magician. But I'm like hello... who cares about the magician, THERE IS YODA EVERYONE! hello? YODA?Because we're hardcore like that.
(lame! I was hoping it'd be a little more realistic or mind-challenging. I tried picking the hard one ~ bones found in the desert ~ but they pretty much gave you the answers along the way. Oh well, I thought it was kinda neat anyway)
I found Andy losing some dollars at Blackjack but the dealer, Nancy told me not to worry, my husband told her he "had a system"We went to Cirque Du Soleil that night (amazing show!!!!)
So I had to steal this picture from online. The stage was really cool, it moved, flipped upside down, sideways, interchanged etc. It wasn't like a circus show because it had a storyline, so it was a captivating show. I was hardly keeping my eyes open, sadly, but I really enjoyed it. It's so hard for me to change routines with Fibromyalgia but I was trying my hardest!
Sunday I spent a good amount of time at the Mandara Spa just heating my bones in the spa and getting a pedicure. I look like an old lady in this picture. Holy crap. But like I said, it's HARD to change my routine; I really suffer. I hope a little pampering and drinking lots of water helped prevent a week or two of hellish recovery.
Taking a picture of Brandy taking pictures. Keith was getting annoyed and it reminded me of when I was little and my Mom would make my Dad pull over or wait so she could take pictures of everything (a neat colored tree, a bird, a funny sign etc) and all us kids would be like "ugggh". My sister Wendy reminded me of this recently, and I couldn't help but laugh with Brandy and I doing it the whole trip too. We are our Moms.
We went all the way over there for cheaper betting tables etc but by this time I hadn't eaten all day and I was starving (and super sore... my fibro was creeping up but I didn't want to say anything or complain). We started walking everywhere (omg my feet!) to find a restaurant and got the impression Keith & Brandy didn't care where we ate but since it was our last night Andy & I wanted to do something special. Old Town is WAY different from the strip and there was this pause of awkwardness between the group. Finally we went our seperate ways after ways but it was funny how we spent so much time acting like none of us cared what we did when in fact we DID care haha!





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