Now I'm downtown at Fitzgerald's, right at the top on the 34th floor! Great view, although the air conditioner wasn't working, unless engineering has fixed it before I get back.
But check out that view! Ha, ha, downtown Las Vegas! I can spit on all of you from up here!
I feel just like Michael Moriarty in Q gazing down on New York from his window. "You bastids. I saved all o' yez."
But wait! There's more!
We'll take a look around down there tomorrow, but for now, more sightseeing on the Strip
Don't you hate it when you put up an elegant $2 billion casino and someone puts up a tacky scale model of Paris practically in your back yard?
So after Steve Wynn dumped the Bellagio, he build the eponymous casino and hotel that towers Steve-Wynn-ego-sized above the Strip's skyline
The coolest thing at the Wynn may be this sign. The Wynn name rises or descends to draw a new video from the top or bottom to gradually replace the one currently running. Its most elegant effect is a shot that follows a golf ball in its flight from the tee to the green, concluding when the Wynn sign rises to tap the ball into the cup.
Steve said his biggest mistake was the Bellagio was giving the freeloaders gawking at the water show from the sidewalk a better view than the customers dining inside his restaurants. So he built this artificial mountain in part to shield the Wynn's wonders from view of passersby on Las Vegas Boulevard.
I guess they can use the privacy, at that.
The Riviera. Marty Scorsese shot Casino here.
"Even now, I find myself..."
A young lady was about to cry at the blackjack tables because she'd lost her cab fare along with everyone else. So I dropped her off here at the Frontier. It seems like a fun enough place.
