Viva Las Vegas!

Welcome to Las Vegas, the fabulous man-made City of Sin carved into the desert of Nevada. Where else can you find the Statue of Liberty next to the Sphinx, breathtaking theatrical and artistic performances next to mindless slot machines, fine dining next to “Margaritas by the yard”?! Fabulous, indeed!

Las Vegas is a mix of reality distortion, time and space travel, and exuberant fashion statements. Let's dive in!


On our way to watch a performance in Paris' most prestigious opera house, we crossed the Rialto Bridge in Venice and listened to the gondoliers signing while they maneuvered their gondolas through the narrow channels. We enjoyed a Gelato and Espresso in a cozy Italian street cafe. It was close to 8pm but the sky was still bright blue dotted with fluffy white clouds, and the birds sang for us.


The opera performance was amazing until the huge chandelier suddenly dropped form the ceiling! We were glad we bought the cheaper tickets, further back! The scene turned really ugly with behind-the-scene staff falling dead onto the stage! What was going on? After the show we heard the rumors of an "ghost" roaming around in the opera's basement. The newspapers blew up the whole story and called this criminal the "Phantom of the Opera". By the way, this weirdo is still at large!


The next day we had a murderous dinner. The invitation said dress informal so we did. Upon arrival we were seated with other guests. We socialized and mingled and soon found out about their weird hobbies! An elderly lady confessed she'd kill anybody trying to harm her puppies, kids, or husband. In this order? Yes! And, she'd use a gun. Does she have one? Of course! Hm... maybe this crowd was to be treated with caution!

Then, all of a sudden, police, guns, screams, blood, and a dead body! The organizers assured they have it all under control. So we sat down and continued with our dinner. This was very suspicious! I decided I need a cover up! For the rest of the night I was Samantha Summer from Manila, a dog fur-stylist by profession, the Alpha Female of my own business called "Doggy Style". As this I went down in (web)history that night, as I tipped off the police on who the murderer was. For my moral courage I received a plaque of appreciation as "Super Sleuth"!

After these two near death experiences we took it slow and watched "O", an "aquatic masterpiece of surrealism and theatrical romance". Once again, Cirque de Soleil managed to sit through a two-hour show with my jaws dropped! I'm a water animal, cancer by zodiac sign and Gambas (shrimp) by term of endearment. However, I clutched my six limbs around my seat as I watched performers climb a rope ladder all the way to the 30-meter-high dome of the custom-made theater just to drop effortless in what seems a tiny little bathtub on stage. Which stage? The stage morphed into a deep pool within seconds and vica versa! Would the artist land in soft water or die on the stage's hard surface? Will my super sleuth skills be needed again? I have a plaque!


The reasons people come to Las Vegas are varied. We had our own mission which we successfully accomplished. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas? Not for us!