Hello Fellow Travelers!
As in almost everywhere I've gone since 2011, last week's trip to Las Vegas was surprisingly interesting.I expected a decent T-shirt and nothing more. Mostly, I was prepared to be really hot (115) and blinded by neon signage and fake everything. What I was not expecting was thoroughly enjoying our stay at the Vegas Hard Rock Hotel, but I actually dug it, so you're just going to have to sit there and read about it!
Ever hear the expression, "lipstick on a pig"? Or just trying too hard? The result for pork, people, hotels is always the same - overdone, tacky. But unlike the newer, family-friendly hotels on the strip, the Hard Rock doesn't try to be all things to all ages. From the jump, the HRH is decidedly adult. The cocktail waitresses look like they might punch you and then bring your drink. I mean they're pretty, but they all look they know what brass knuckles are for. They look tough!
That place isn't cheesy anymore, it feels gritty!
The rock memorabilia looks oddly appropriate alongside the colorful, noisy, slot machines.
Even the elevators have steel rails engraved with iconic rock/elevator lyrics.
The hallway sconces are cymbals from drum kits and the 70's Style/very gothic iron chandeliers are dripping with strings of green crystals.
Another benefit of being disabled? (who am I trying to kid? There are no benefits. None. Nada) On helicopters you get to sit closest to an exit (door) so theoretically I can fall out faster. It's a lousy benefit, but it did afford me an excellent view of Lake Mead! Due to the predicted heat (115) we opted for the sunrise tour. Best (and easiest) decision I ever made.
I never would have chosen the Hard Rock Hotel but it was the right choice.
It's a little out-of-date, a little rough, and very musical.
The plexiglassed sequined ensembles of Prince, Lady GaGa and Johnny Cash are a little glamorous and just a tad grimy, Very rock-and-roll! And very small! Steven Tyler might have big lips but the rest of him is tiny! And Prince? Teeny-tiny!
Gaga's costume was crystal and resembled a chandelier but it looked like it was worn by a human being.
My PS recently acquired a gorgeous, caramel-colored 12 string, and my son is learning to play. I therefore, get to hear a lot of Lennon & McCartney which I really like and a lot of Tom Petty songs that I don't like so much. While we were in Las Vegas we saw the interactive (no joke-it was) Cirque du Soleil show that loosely follows the Beatles' musical journey.
The show was fantastic and very French (You're rocking out to "Back In The USSR" and with no backstory or context a crying clown suddenly appears.)
We then went to Sedona.
I've probably been to Las Vegas a dozen times and had no use for it. I always thought it was just a tacky slot machine in the desert, forget the Rat Pack.
Seeing the sun rise in a helicopter, over the Grand Canyon gives me an entirely new view of Nevada. I needed a new view. Stevie Ray Vaughan said it best: "If the hotel is rockin', don't bother knockin, come on in!"
It must be true it's on the front of the hotel in iron letters!
As in almost everywhere I've gone since 2011, last week's trip to Las Vegas was surprisingly interesting.I expected a decent T-shirt and nothing more. Mostly, I was prepared to be really hot (115) and blinded by neon signage and fake everything. What I was not expecting was thoroughly enjoying our stay at the Vegas Hard Rock Hotel, but I actually dug it, so you're just going to have to sit there and read about it!
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| My son channeling his inner Dylan |
That place isn't cheesy anymore, it feels gritty!
The rock memorabilia looks oddly appropriate alongside the colorful, noisy, slot machines.
Even the elevators have steel rails engraved with iconic rock/elevator lyrics.
The hallway sconces are cymbals from drum kits and the 70's Style/very gothic iron chandeliers are dripping with strings of green crystals.
Another benefit of being disabled? (who am I trying to kid? There are no benefits. None. Nada) On helicopters you get to sit closest to an exit (door) so theoretically I can fall out faster. It's a lousy benefit, but it did afford me an excellent view of Lake Mead! Due to the predicted heat (115) we opted for the sunrise tour. Best (and easiest) decision I ever made.
I never would have chosen the Hard Rock Hotel but it was the right choice.
It's a little out-of-date, a little rough, and very musical.
The plexiglassed sequined ensembles of Prince, Lady GaGa and Johnny Cash are a little glamorous and just a tad grimy, Very rock-and-roll! And very small! Steven Tyler might have big lips but the rest of him is tiny! And Prince? Teeny-tiny!
Gaga's costume was crystal and resembled a chandelier but it looked like it was worn by a human being.
My PS recently acquired a gorgeous, caramel-colored 12 string, and my son is learning to play. I therefore, get to hear a lot of Lennon & McCartney which I really like and a lot of Tom Petty songs that I don't like so much. While we were in Las Vegas we saw the interactive (no joke-it was) Cirque du Soleil show that loosely follows the Beatles' musical journey.
The show was fantastic and very French (You're rocking out to "Back In The USSR" and with no backstory or context a crying clown suddenly appears.)
We then went to Sedona.
I've probably been to Las Vegas a dozen times and had no use for it. I always thought it was just a tacky slot machine in the desert, forget the Rat Pack.
Seeing the sun rise in a helicopter, over the Grand Canyon gives me an entirely new view of Nevada. I needed a new view. Stevie Ray Vaughan said it best: "If the hotel is rockin', don't bother knockin, come on in!"
It must be true it's on the front of the hotel in iron letters!
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