Las Vegas - Part 2

The next morning brings us a huge breakfast buffet at the hotel with lots of meat, sausages, eggs, fried potatoes and rich pastries. Only one thing I seek in vain: Freshly baked bread is not available, apart from the so-called croissants. The waiter is highly irritated from the question and points to the muffins. Logically that there is no ham or cheese offering too.

Somehow I get full, my wife forgets the sweater (is against $ 5 found later), Mia's glasses are ready for pick up at 5 $ post adoption fee and we solve our promises to the children like (for $ 5 handling fee) and program the navigation system for shopping.

The Las Vegas Outlet Center offers really low prices and the kids buy - in a furious mix of disbelief and excitement - Converse $ 20 per pair. The bill is $ 120 because then you save more and band logos are on the sneakers too. My wife buys Jeans from the Bavarian emigrant Levi Strauss, which, thanks to the huge selection fits very well (the battery of questions similar to Starbucks: straight or bootcut, at the hips or waist, length 29 or 30, size 6 or 8 - " Honey, you are not a Ten" says the 20year old shop assistant to my slightly elder wife). With 55 $ this Jeans is despite the expert advice still well below our prices. A supermarket nearby provides us with the usual 24-can pack of mineral water bottles, which is almost necessary here.

After a short rest at the hotel we go back to the Strip and enter the Venetian, which has an painted artificial sky just like the Paris on the night before. A canal runs past the hotel shops, with gondolas and of course with singing gondoliers. Bizarre is probably the right word for this city.

Befuddled by all this artificial Italy my ladies decide to consume a gelato. $ 5.50 per ball, but it does not taste particularly good. We go to the Mirage to see what kind of artificial wonders are offered. The Dolphinarium would cost $ 15 per person, and so we move forward to the free showon the road. The simulated volcanic eruption at the Mirage is dull and every average rock band has to offer more impressive pyrotechnics. Also, the short musical "Sirens of the Treasure Island" in front of Treasure Island does not even impress our children.

We continue to Fremont Street, where the gambling started in Vegas. It appears that everything is small and cheap there - besides the dome gallery, which was converted into a giant video screen. Suddenly there is , specially created for this format, a queen video spot. Since full length by about 100 meters for a coherent picture is used and the rest in the gallery is darkened, we are deeply impressed by this short spectacle. We will rock you!