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My Aunt was in town for the past few days, she just left this morning. I was going to go see her at the Bellagio on Monday night but I had come down with a mild flu so I thought I’d better not. I’d really rather not spread viruses on the Strip and ruin people’s vacation. So I quarantined.

Yesterday, I was doing great once again so I met up with her on the Strip. The first thing she tells me is that she’s not feeling so good and she had called the gift shop looking for Alka-Seltzer. The lady in the shop let her know she was about the twentieth person to call that morning looking for the same thing. She assumed a whole lot of people were sick with the flu.

Nothing spreads a bug faster than people on airplanes. I can’t say that I blame them for boarding sick. I would do the same thing if I came down with a virus just before my long awaited fun time in Vegas. Just to warn you though, the flu is here and it is going to continue spreading here until it runs its course. You might want to pack your favorite remedy in case you get it. Wash your hand constantly while you’re here.

We did a little window shopping because she didn’t look like she was going to drop over dead or anything. She thought she should get a bite to eat to settle her stomach so I took her to Olives restaurant in the Bellagio. I told her about the tapenade they serve and she couldn’t wait to try it.

I’ve eaten at Olives restaurant a few times now and have always loved it. Generally, I’m there in the early afternoon to help others nurse their hangovers, so nurse duty with my Aunt wasn’t putting me out at all. I did call in back-up, however. I figure if we’re going to have some fun, one of my favorite guys should join us.

I have had a lot of friends and family coming in and out of town this month. It seems June is the favorite month to go to Vegas and visit me. So double duty happens sometimes so I can visit with everyone.

My Aunt was asking where the bathroom was, well, for ‘just in case’, so it seemed she was getting worse, not better. She was having a much tougher time of it than I did. My stomach didn’t bother me at all, it was the other flu place that got to me and a real nasty headache to kick it all in. Initially she wanted a hamburger and then later changed her mind. A little bit later she was really glad she ordered nothing. She did have some of their awesome tapenade and bread, though.

My buddy showed up and all the introductions were made. He wasn’t hungry either, but I couldn’t just not order something because I love the food in there! I ordered the little portabella pizza they have and my aunt made a mad dash for the lady’s room. I presume, the little bit of bread, olives and ice tea she had was going to be all she was going to have for the rest of the day.

So, Aunt Cheryl didn’t last long after that. She was turning pasty pale and not talking much for fear something was going to come spewing out. She felt so bad, but she had to go back to her room to just bake this flu bug out and then fly home in the morning.

And then there were two of us. My friend and I ate the little pizza, I don’t remember what they called it. It was mighty good, as always. It was a bit sharp though. It sure it a good thing my aunt didn’t try it. I was stuffed full of all that wonderful bread, the tapenade (a ground olives spread) and pizza. I didn’t leave a lot of room for dinner.

So what do a stuffed lady and a cute guy do after all that? Shopping!

We took a walk down to the fountains, but it was in between shows and we didn’t want to wait. So we kept walking in the summer sun and 102 degree heat. Margarittaville was the goal.

It is easy to walk to Margarittaville from the Bellagio, but only if you do that from the East side of the strip. We walked down the west side. Silly us. We eventually figured it out. Everything looks easy when you start to go somewhere in Las Vegas, until you start to go somewhere. Casinos that look so close are really a couple miles away. Just crossing the street over there turns into, “OMG, you can’t just cross the street there!” You find you have to takes escalators, cross bridges, turn left, go right and eventually you are across the street. So, a couple of bridges, a full flight of stairs, an escalator and three bums begging later, we arrived at the corner to cross the street. Easy!

We hung out on the balcony there at Margarittaville to stare at people. We took each other’s pictures. None will appear here. After looking at every single T-shirt in the place, he settled on a favorite. A couple of interesting items caught my eye but I didn’t buy.

My friend was staying at the Paris last night so I went up to take a look at his room. I don’t think I’ve ever been inside the Paris at all. We all talk about how crappy it is, but have you ever been inside? I hadn’t and I was really surprised! It looks an awful lot like New York New York in the casino, only with a French flare to it all.

The room was really quite nice. It was small, like most rooms are in Las Vegas, but it was nice. I don’t personally care for all the French thing they had going on, but it was clean, neat and nicely put together.

The location is great there being in the middle of the strip. You’re close to all the action on the left and all the action on the right. Bally’s Monorail stop is just a few steps away and that will get you to everywhere else.

So! Remember to wash your hands lots and lots while you’re here! I wouldn’t want you to have to spend your vacation in fabulous Las Vegas’s finest toilets.

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