Day 3: Fremont Ave & driving in Vegas

The day I drove in Las Vegas was the worse day of all my years of driving.  First of, I it was already dark and my sense of direction is practically zippo and the gas and brake pedals were so touchy.  Then I cannot blow steam out my way which I think y’all know my style.  The next thing was we have to pick the man up from the hotel and we were driving up and down Las Vegas Boulevard a few times before we got to the hotel to load him up.

Once we got there, we went right to Fremont Avenue for the night show. Made a few videos but the audio was kinda crappy. Here are a couple. Pass it if you are not up to it.

Actually when we got there the show started and was told it will come on again every 30 minutes.  So, we had to walk around amongst the sea of people.  It was almost 9 p.m. I think and there were a ton of humans around listening to bands, drinking, just bumming around like us and some were really rowdy.  I as usual had my camera out taking this picture and that all over the place.

 The Gentleman’s Club, thought I put this more decent picture up!

She’s for real up there, dancing to a tune.

By the time we were done standing around,not doing much, and stomach growling for food, we called and asked for directions to Chinatown.  So we walked out and for some reason we thought we should hang around for a few just in case the show comes on.  Low and behold, it did.  It was nice and I can stay for another 30 to see the next one.  But we didn’t.  Remember?  I was the driver??? 

Back to the car we did and headed to Chinatown which I don’t what the excitement was about.  Not much to see when it’s dark with some lighted buildings here and there.  I was just pissed having to drive around not knowing where to go even with verbal directions, me huffing, puffing, sighing (i’m really good at that, like what Corrine always says “Hai, hai sang”) and finally Tammy volunteered to drive.  Lord knows how much I love her!!

We eventually got to a strip mall of Asian restaurants and we picked one that served Chinese food/dimsum.  Leong was the only one who was really starving.  David was fast asleep, I didn’t care what they want to eat coz I was not that hungry, all I wanted was water.  Ice cold water never tasted so good  when your previous meal was laden with MSG (ajinomoto).

I asked for ice water and the waitress gave me a blank look and that boils me.  Apparently she was from China and don’t speaka-Engalish.  Sweet.  Gotta wait for the, looks to me the lady boss, who was very chatty with Corrine they speak Mandarin and Cantonese.   Corrine asked her for ice water for all of us and the “lady boss” said that waitress do not understand English, “Sorry-ah.”  The Tans placed the orders, I just want to get back to the hotel for a shower. 

When the food came I was actually hungry.  We had fried tofu, lo meen or some kind of noodles and Mongolian beef.  Good food but a tad too salty for my already dehydrated system.  David slept right through the entire dinner.

By the time we got done with our food, we had to look for a gas station to fill up the tank and if possible a car wash since we were not suppose to drive the rental car on gravel roads, we did and the price to pay for was a very dusty, dirty car.  I guess there was no such thing as car wash stations in Las Vegas.  Even gas stations were hard to come by.  When we found one, there was no car wash which we kinda thought.  Oh well, hopefully the car rental company will not add an extra charge on Tammy’s card.

Once we got back to the hotel, we had to return the stroller and I jumped right into the shower.  When I was done, I thought the other folks will be out like a light, but no, they were chatting.  They asked me if I wanted to hit the casino.  I said no coz I have already overspent with hardly any cash on me.  Corrine said I can go down and accompany them which I did.  Boy, did she have some good luck.  She two machines which struck some $$ for her.  All in all I think she won $160, enough to get her money back from the fees she had to pay for the Grand Canyon tour for her and David.

Driving in Vegas really is not my forte if you are not used to the other cars all over ya.  If I have driven in KL long enough I think my level of pissiness will be lower.  Don’t ask me to drive in Vegas again.