We are not born all at once, but by bits. The body first, and the spirit later; and the birth and growth of the spirit, in those who are attentive to their own inner life, are slow and exceedingly painful. Our mothers are racked with the pains of our physical birth; we ourselves suffer the longer pains of our spiritual growth. (Mary Antin)

7.28.2006

My first minibar, and a shoulder-rub from Elvis

It's Friday, and we're all settled in here at the Rio. It's a pretty nice room. The square footage is probably competitive with our condo. They call it a suite, but it's really one big room with a separate dressing/bathroom area. As mentioned in the post title, it has a mini-bar. The best thing about it, though, is the bed, which is really comfy. I'm getting sleepy just thinking about it. It surprised me, because the last time we stayed in a "nice" hotel (Blue Harbor) I hated the bed. I'll post some pictures (not just of the bed--of the room, the hotel, the city) eventually, but I didn't remember to pack the USB cable to connect the camera to the computer, so it'll have to wait until after we're home. Yesterday Josh found out he will be playing day 1-C, which is Sunday. Which means that today and tomorrow are ours to do with as we like. Today was--sleep, eat, more sleep, get completely wiped out by walking to the gas station across the street in 105 degree weather, rest but not sleep, eat. Josh actually spent some time in the poker room, and now he's off taking the bus to a grocery store (I wanted to go with him, but after my poor reaction to this afternoon's trip to the gas station, he insisted I stay behind). Tomorrow Josh wants to spend more time doing the poker thing, starting with a tutorial from Interpoker's pros, Robert Varkonyi and Kathy Leibert. We met Robert, Kathy and Juha Helppi at the Crypto network's private welcome soiree. In fact, I was talking to Robert's "entourage" (read: the friend who came with to hold head-shots and fetch booze) when the party's Elvis impersonator came up to me and started rubbing my shoulders. I tried not to go all Angela Merkel on him, but he was kind of creepy. So, two days into our trip, and we haven't gambled, and we haven't been to a show, or even another casino. There are a few shows I could see--Lewis Black, Rita Rudner, Gipsy Kings, Penn and Teller, a couple of the 6 Cirque de Soleil shows that are currently in town--but at $50-$80 a ticket, it certainly makes me think twice. In fact, I'm beginning to wonder if Josh and I can afford to feed ourselves for 15 days in Las Vegas. Tonight we ate at the Indian restaurant in our hotel: we had a coupon and we ate vegetarian and we still ended up shelling out nearly $60. Breakfast at the buffet was $20 after the coupon (which is why Josh is on a trip to the grocery store for cereal and bread). Hopefully the next time I write (which may be a while since it's $10 for 24 hours of internet) I will have seen much more of Vegas and have more to report.

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