1st room at the Palazzo. My advice to my dear friends - don't stay here. WORST customer service ever.
Day #1 - "Hello, front desk. I fear for my safety as the guys in the next room sound like they're beating up this girl and yelling death threats at her." Front desk: "Sorry, we are completely booked. Nothing we can do about it."
Day #3 - "Hello, front desk. We need late check out as we are currently sitting in the Emergency Room and can't get back to the hotel." Front desk: "Sorry, no late check out is available today."
Flowers!
Dinner at Sushi Samba. Yes, that is a piece of fois gras perched atop some tuna sashimi. Really? Really?! Life could not be much better than a party of fois and sashimi in your mouth. Well, maybe.
Hey, look! It's fake Venice! Can't believe real Venice was only two months ago... flooded at midnight and amazingly beautiful.
Last but not least. Yes, I was taking pictures with my iPhone while high on Morphine. Nope, sorry. Can't elaborate. I can say, however, that the night shift nurse at Sunrise Medical Hospital in Las Vegas is gggg-gorgeous. Or maybe it was just the morphine. No, he's worth a visit. Ask for Michael.
As for the rest of the story, where the flowers came from and why I didn't go home with Michael... you'll just have to ask me in person. =)
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