country and Tim McGraw and Faith Hill were performing there. Also her granddaughter was scheduled
to compete in a gymnastics competition at the same time…so away we went.
driver we called the maniac…he was foreign and drove “like a maniac.” He roared the engine taking the
corners sharply and we had to hang on for dear life.
The first day we went to Fremont street…there are all kinds of characters dressed up and they want
people to take their pictures with them, for a tip of course. I was looking at a pair who appeared to be
statues. As I was looking at them and walking by, they started waving at me…I then ran into a black
man…as I ran into him, I tipped forward and my hand went down to his crotch, I righted myself and my
hand went up and spilled his drink that he was holding. It was absolutely hilarious!! The poor guy didn’t know what hit him!!
As we were walking on the strip, there was this cute and charming young guy selling eye creams. Of
course, he talked me into buying some…I kept telling him how cute and charming he was. He put my
hat on and that made him cuter yet….They prey on old ladies…he asked me if I wanted to adopt him!!
We arrived at the Venetian for the Faith Hill/Tim McGraw show…we had no idea where the showroom
was…we asked a friendly security person where it was, and he said, “I’m on my way right now, I’ll take
you.” So we had our personal escort…we had pictures taken before the show….
And so, another fun trip was had.