Saturday, February 9 2008

Vegas, Baby

Viva!

I'm off to Las Vegas, Nevada. This is my first trip to the city of sin and sensation, and I'm really looking forward to soaking in the iniquity and the dining. I've already got reservations for Thomas Keller's Bouchon in the Venetian and Wolfgang Puck's Spago in Caesar's, and the missus is talking about Olives in the Bellagio.

Truly, I travel on my stomach.

But there is an ulterior motive for my visit. My pal Craig from Winesense in Manitoba (a fine establishment should you require the best in wine kits and knowledgeable service and advice) is not only celebrating his 40th birthday, he was smart enough to propose the the lovely Wendy yesterday (I can never think of Wendy and the fellows without classifying them as 'lost boys, ha ha ha). She organised the surprise and there'll be eight of us kidnapping Craig from Winnipeg and spiriting him to Vegas for the weekend.

But it's a surprise! I'm writing this in the fabulous soundproof REd Carpet lounge in Denver, waiting for United to lose my baggage and cram me into the airplane equivalent of a carseat. Craig doesn't know I'm going to tap him on the shoulder tonight and tease him about being old--so I'll have to publish this entry tomorrow.

Aside from the merriment and joyfulness I'll try to report on the food and wine around Vegas--I wonder if they have a gym in my hotel, or perhaps an emergency liposuction clinic . . .

Posted by Tim AT 7:05PM

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