I walked by once. I walked by twice. But on that fateful third pass, my feet turned in as if of their own volition to this location located between the Venetian and Palazzo hotels.
Rainbow colors of gelato greeted me. My ice cream parched system, cried "Yes, Yes!" And suddenly I found myself with 2 scoops of savory, coconut gelato in a small cup in my hand and the soft creamy coolness sliding down my throat.
Expensive? Sure . . .everything at the Venetian is. But for this one moment . . . . .ice cream in hand, that I took to savor on the deck of the pool, it was worth it. Even if it meant more time on the treadmill in the morning!