Costumes and Magician's Tricks on Fremont Street
October 23, 2009
Me, Julie and some Dead Guys
Last night there was a private party on Fremont Street in Las Vegas, which I attended with some party animals from Wisconsin. I knew one of the girls, Julie, from about a year and a half ago when we went on a downtown Las Vegas adventure. She’s was a lot of fun and this time she was bringing friends. Julie claimed these gals were going to outdo her in the having a good time competition. I braced myself and my camera for an eventful evening.
The event started early, at 7pm, which I find to be a real plus. I’m old and I eat dinner at 4pm with an African Grey Parrot. A 7pm party time sounds just about right for me. I can still go to sleep by 10pm. That is just how old I have become.
The evening’s festivities started a little slow, and guess what? I ended up getting there early, because, like I said, I’m old and that’s what old people do. I wandered about Fremont Street taking photos with my new camera and wandered around with all the other people who were there early.
At 7pm people started crowding into the gated off area. This is always a fun way to enjoy Fremont Street. You’re in plain view of everyone who is on Fremont Street but you are corded off. People gawk, line up and stand there at the fence watching you. It makes you feel real special.
The Wisconsin Girls just arrived in Las Vegas
The girls arrived in their Las Vegas Strip best. They had purchased tiaras from somewhere on the Strip because they felt they needed to gussy up for doing “Old Las Vegas.” They were cute. As the night wore on Julie was asked several times if it was her birthday. It wasn’t her birthday. It took us a while to figure out that wearing a tiara is the Las Vegas official symbol for it being your birthday. Who knew?
Halloween is just around the corner, but you’d think the day was already here in Las Vegas. People were in some very interesting costumes. It was fun to guess what exactly they were. There was one couple with little devil horns and pitch forks, but they each had a huge egg strapped to their front and back. Julie figured it out. They were Deviled Eggs! Ohhhh, I never would have gotten that!
A fabulous Tina Turner
The Tina Turner costume was fabulous. She was beautiful. There was some discussion of whether or not that was really a woman or man. I want it to be a woman. I’ll let you decide. A lot of these Tina impersonators are men…
The Car and the Lady
One woman was all dressed up in what looked to be a 1920s outfit. She looked great. The thing of it was, she had to be 70 years old. As in, old Vegas showgirl old with dark, tanned skin and very thin. And well, I’m trying to not be mean about this, but there are reasons that women that age cover up and don’t wear sleeveless dresses. So I thought I’d take a photo of her and her friend who was a car.
The Bumper Sticker
I’ll be damned if that old lady didn’t look gorgeous in the photograph. So, Julie and I kept looking at that photo, bitching to high heaven about it. It just wasn’t fair! She was like the opposite of a vampire or something. She comes out so beautiful on film.
Magician Jan Rouven stabbed with a screw
The entertainment for the evening was a magician I had never heard of before, Jan Rouven
He and his assistant did stuff I have never seen done before on Fremont Street. They were great. There were many tricks of the death defying nature and the assistant climbed up a couple of long scarves which were hanging from the top of the bandstand.
She climbed up the scarves and hung there
She was a regular acrobat and performed to all the Oooo’s and Ahhh’s of the crowd. She didn’t fall once, although all logic tells you she will. Nobody drowned in the box of water, nobody got stabbed with the knife, the magician didn’t bleed at all when the huge screw went through him and a good time was had by all.
Well ouch! How can she do that?!
Unfortunately, the party animals, namely the Wisconsin gals, didn’t live up to their reputation. Two of them left before the magician started because they had been up since 3:30am for their flight in. They went back to their hotel to sleep. Julie and I were so caught up in girl talk, you know, discussions on supernovas, quarks and the like. Yeah, that’s the ticket, we talked about quarks. Julie never got drunk enough to even slur her words. And the remaining girl, Julie’s sister, wandered about playing slot machines all over the place.
This girl was really getting the crowd going
I was happy to be back home in bed by 10:30pm. If they got drunk, started a fight or fell down, I’m afraid I missed my photo opportunities.
Possibly on Saturday they will live up to their Wisconsin Gal reputation.
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