Aug 25, 2007
Oct 07, 2007
We drove for hours without seeing a single town. Finally, in the dark, we drove up on a beacon in the night, a humungous beacon to be more precise. The lights of every bulb on every building filled the desert sky. We drove up to our hotel, the Stratosphere, which actually has the tallest building west of the Mississippi, taller than the Space Needle and the Eiffel Tower. Rachel and Kim made sure that we got two double beds for $35 a night, plus they got us an upgrade to the penthouse level, which means we have really tall ceilings and windows to see the Vegas skyline. We were in a bit of a rush to get to the main event in Vegas, Mystere by Cirque De Soleil. We went to Treasure Island and arrived at our seats just in time to see the clown heckling some of the audience. Mystere is a nearly perfect performance. They fill your visual senses with men gracefully flying through the air, or gymnasts performing daring feats, or clowns making you laugh and they fill your auditory senses with mystical music accompanying it all. The perfection is that they never overwhelm you. As you watch and listen to performances you feel thy must have been in your dreams as a child an we all felt this is one of the most magical things we had ever experienced.