rev:text
| - So, I was in Las Vegas. According to the rules of Las Vegas, there has to be at least one experience of Debauchery on your trip to Las Vegas. It's in the rulebook. Ya just GOTTA do it.
Many of my friends had told me to see a show while in Las Vegas. I figured this counted, and it also ticked off the Debauchery bit of my trip. Two birds with one stone. I like that.
In one of the coupon books I had picked up, I had a coupon in a book that read 'Ten dollars off!' But the ticket ladies said that only worked for the $100 tickets. The next level tickets were about $70. The ticket girls said that I could save ten dollars off those tickets by signing up to the flamingo club.
So I signed up for the flamingo club. I returned to the ticket girls, and paid $60 for a non-vip seats. It was about one in the afternoon, and I carefully put my ticket in my pocket and prepared to hang out for several hours. The show was at ten. Due to parking expenses, I decided to leave my car where it was, and simply wander about Las Vegas for roughly eight hours.
Eight hours later...
So I was in line for the show. Before the show they line up the VIP people and the non-VIP people, and take their commemorative X-Burlesque photo before sending them into the darkened theatre. Ya. They try to sell you that after the ride...er...show.
I was led into the theatre with another couple, and I was sat directly NEXT to a seat with a pink cover that read "VIP." So the VIP seats aren't really any further from the stage than the non-vip seats. Virtually zero difference. The theatre was fairly full, it darkened, and the show began.
So, the girls are hot and super sexy. They're pretty much naked a whole lot of the time. They've got choreographed steps. They dance, they gyrate, they're sexy, they kinda sing along with the music. It's fun. It's good times.
To be completely honest, I felt very much reminded of nearly every old western movie I'd seen. That 'dancing girl' scene in the movie/show/cartoon. You know the one. But it's the modern equivalent. Pretty much same thing. I felt like I was participating in a tradition that had been happening for decades. Not sure if that makes any sense?
I did get a boa thrown about me in a sexy gesture. So that was fun. I didn't buy the commemorative photo. It was another twenty or so dollars.
So ya. It was fun.
|