Not One Sin

We are back from Las Vegas, happy to be home.  The lobby of the Wynn.  Our attempts to stay somewhere not founded by a sexual predator did not work out.  At least Steve doesn't own or run the place anymore.

It is a quick flight from SFO, about 65 minutes from take off to touch. We got settled and took a walk on the Strip.  You could tell right away this new building will be the Hard Rock Hotel. 

We wanted to see the Bellagio Conservatory Botanical Garden Spring Display.  I'm not sure I'd consider it a botanical garden, actually I'm positive I would not. Those are not real daffodils. 

It felt very Disneyland, however I like that it was so overdone - it felt very Vegas. Twirl, girl!

This hummingbird was my favorite "piece" of the display. Some flowers are alive.

It was pretty crowded on a Thursday, the rest of the town was fairly quiet.  Much more traffic over  Fri/Sat. 

And the famous hand blown glass flower display in the lobby, Fiori di Como created by Dale Chihuly. Over 2,000 pieces and reportedly worth 8 million dollars. 

The Sphere was currently running The Wizard of Oz.  One of our Uber drivers said the scoop was the tornado scene was the most intense with extra effects, no doubt!

It was far more impressive from a distance than close-up.  I got a kick out the shoes. 

We treated ourselves to one buffet, the Wynn breakfast.  No way we came close to eating our $70 each worth of food, although we did put in a lot of effort.  I liked the entrance.  

We visited Meow Wolf Omega Mart.  I have to imagine this is what an acid trip would be like?  Described as a psychedelic art experience. You enter the experience via a normal looking grocery store.

Hmmm, maybe not so normal?

A look closer at the shelves. Cubed peas was right above canned beaches. 

Olivia taking a closer look at a glitch in the system.

This take on I Can't Believe It's Not Butter made me laugh.  I kept thinking how much fun the creative team must have had making these grocery items.  

Some items were real, and for sale.  I think Done detergent was an empty box.  

Apple Blossom Alibi scented.

 I opened the refrigerated beverage section door.... an entrance

Of course, we went in.

This part took a couple hours to explore.  There are hidden meanings and riddles you can figure out if so inclined.  We just kind of enjoyed the wackiness of it all. Vincent made sure we didn't miss any rooms or hallways.

Hidden tunnel that lead to a climb.

We made it, I have no idea why I am doing robot arms?

It was fun, my favorite part of the whole thing was the grocery store entrance.  The next day we vsited the Mob Museum, located in an old postal building.  The National Museum of Organized Crime.  It was just o.k., good for a walk through if you are visiting nearby Fremont Street.  The best part for us, Frank Calabrese Jr., was giving a talk.  His Dad and Uncle were hit men in the Mafia, very high up.  He talked about growing up in that environment, he worked for them as well.  He ended up turning his Dad into the feds.  What a character!

One of many posters from the prohibition era.

I'm so happy to be back home.  We are going to get HOT this week.  Have you ever been to Vegas?