SOOO, anyway Steve came up to stay at mine the night before, and we got up very early, so that John could drive us to Gatwick, where we met up with Peter at 8.30 - 9.00am - plenty of time before our flight at 11.20, right? And it would've been, if only Steve hadn't given me the wrong passport number when I booked, DUH, COLEMAN, YOU MORON!.........thereby invalidating his ESTA visa thingy, and throwing us into major confusion until we discovered what the problem was! We managed to complete another one eventually, duh, and got thru security just in time to have some breakfast.
Still thought we had ages, as the gate number wasn't even up when we started - and then 30 mins later, we checked the board only to find it said 'Gate Closed'. Wtf??
Of course, it was about 2 miles away, so we had to run..........and I don't really do running y'know...........and when we eventually got there, it wasn't closed at all, ffs. All that panic for nothing.........and now I am knackered.....
|At least we'll spot our cases easily|
ANYWAY....Plane was half empty, we could've stretched out and slept the whole way there, but I for one wasWAY too excited to sleep! And guess what was on the movie channel?? Shep Gordons biodoc, Supermensch, which none of us had seen , so that passed a happy hour or two, as we tried to keep up with each other.
Virgin are pretty good with throwing food out at regular intervals, plus free drinks, AND I got the window seat, which allowed me to look at all the snow as we crossed America. I watched it slowly fade as we got nearer and nearer to Vegas, and then we landed at 1.30pm in bright sunshine. Oh the warmth!!
An unbelievably Stoopid amount of waiting to be let in (fingerprinting, and retina scanning, etc etc ), and then a 2 hour luggage delay, meh, followed by hours q'ing at the car hire, meant we didn't get to the condo and meet up with Steve's aunt Susie (and Charlie) til about 5pm.
And the Wyndham resort is absolutely beautiful!! Although the apartment looked a bit small to start with, just one bedroom. And no beer!! Hmmmmmm, then Susie said,'Oh well, lets see what the neighbours have', and barged through the adjoining door, into a much larger apartment, and rummaged thru the fridge. Once we'd picked our jaws off the floor, she laughingly told us that we actually had both apts, and she just wanted to see our faces when we thought we'd have to cram into one room!
OMG, What a fabulous place to stay! Two beds, two baths (inc jacuzzi), two living rooms, four tellys, 2 kitchens complete with dishwashers, massive fridges, enormous microwave, washer dryers etc etc - I could happily live here!!
We overlooked the swimming pools, there were BBQs, table tennis, fire pits, even a shop and a cafe. I have a feeling we might be so spoilt that our next accom is never going to match up to this.......
We sorted ourselves out and went off to Bellagios to find a restaurant. Trouble is, it's so bloody big, (like all Vegas hotels) that by the time we found the all-you-can-eat-buffet, we were starving. And it was $36. But we were too hungry to go in search of another one, took long enough to find this one, so we decided to go for it. And it was fabulous - diet went out of the window as I tucked into about 6 plates of salads, fish, paella, weirdo asian dishes, prawns, more prawns and double helpings of sweet potato mash...mmmmmmm
Then we went out to see the dancing fountains, and on the way, I managed to drop my camera, thus breaking it and rendering it forever unable to zoom......*cries*.....Good job Peter has a zillion mega pixel Samsung S4 phone camera..........
After a lovely sleep in my huge bed, complete with fan above, oh how the other half live, I managed to drag myself to the massive, several person sized shower and get up. We decided to go visit Aces and Ales, Keri Kelli's pub/bar for brunch , so off we went, lucky we have a satnav, don't think we'd have found it otherwise. Food was great, staff very friendly, I would love to go there when it's full of people, t'would be a great night out I think. Especially if Keri was there, he is a party animal!!
Today, it's Steve's aunt Susie's birthday, so we all met up at the Hard Rock cafe for dinner, and also to check out the acoustic band playing for one of Susie's friends. Food was average, music less so, but the company was great, I'm just pissed that my pic of all of us didn't come out very well.
Steve, Pete and I went off to Luxor, to see if the boat ride was still going - it's been a while since I did it, so I wasn't surprised to find the whole place was completely changed - shame, I wanted to do that virtual ride thing that I couldn't do last time cos I was pregnant......
To their credit, they had a go, the singer got the words up on his iphone, for the guitarist to sing - but they made a complete shambles of it. I stood right near the stage, trying to prompt, but the guitarist was a complete moron, didn't get it at all...........Larf, I nearly wet myself! And some peeps in the audience came up to us and said 'can't believe they don 't know that, we must be getting old'........
What shall we do today? I know, lets go to the Grand Canyon, it's only a 4 hour drive away, right?
So off we went. Stopped on the way at the Hoover Dam, and then a bit later,on the old Route 66 at a small diner for lunch. LOVE AMERICAN DINERS! We had chicken fried steak (still not sure whether it was chicken or steak, but, hey, it was definitley fried) with gravy, eggs over easy, hash browns, and (extremely OTT) buttered toast. I asked for brown sauce, but they'd never heard of it and didn't have a clue what I was talking about! (Note to self, take HP next time, plus extra, to educate them).
Eventually got back to Vegas (I fell asleep on the way, woke up just in time for a SPECKTACKLIER
view of all the lights in the distance) and we decided that we all needed an early night.
Ooooooooooer, it's gig day! And we have to move out of our lovely apartment - but into the PALMS, which is not only the concert venue but also the band hotel. And whilst Steve was struggling to get the cases out of the car, who should come along but to help him, but Tommy Tommy TOMMY , who had been out shopping for his secret santa present (he got Sheryl). (Hope she liked her Starbucks gold coffee cup!) He helped us in with our cases and then disappeared with a promise to meet up later. We checked in and went up to our room and chilled for a bit.
And then I cannot for the life of me remember what we did next. But I do remember meeting up with Stan Ray (FB friend :) ) who was sitting by the lift, waiting for Alice to come back from his golf game (been there, done that! *Germany*) and also meeting up with Ryan and Nita, freshly back from the gym, where Ryan, bless him, introduced me to Nita,' this is Penny from the UK', without any prompting from me. I LOVE RYAN!
We went down to the theatre (a mere stones throw from our room) having dressed in our best gig finery - and of course, Steve got mobbed as usual (He loves it really!)People were thrusting money into his hands for photos with him, we shoulda taken it, but of course we didn't. Next time, I am gonna say, yep, thanx, and then donate it to Alice's Solid Rock charity. (Assuming I can get in there next time)
MUCH LATER, we made our way into the auditorium, second row thanks to me, awsome tix aquirer or what!!
No barrier, bloody AWESOME gig, so close we coulda leaned out and touched him.........again, lol....
So what that it was Raise The Dead for the fifteeeeeenth time, I still LOVE it........
I so NEARLY got the cane, was reaching out for it to fall into my hand, when some BASTARD who had sneaked into the front row caught it first. Grrrrrrrrr, if only I was taller. If only I had sneaked into the front row first. Well, actually, I did try that, but I fell over the chair back, duh. (Got some very colourful bruises the following day!) But he didn't bother to go to the bar later, and so he missed seeing Chuck, Tommy Ryan and Glen do an impromptu set on the teeny stage, with one Chad Cherry (he does the AMAZING jeans the guys wear onstage). They did a song each and then repaired to the bar for, oh, about 5 hours of drinking and generally making merry. We met some other crazy fans, and a guy who does a Rod Stewart tribute - mad my jaw drop looking at him......
|Rod is that you????|
|met up with some mad fans|
|Nita and I are blurry together|
I think we finally quit at about 4am ish, don't remember getting to the room, but I'm sure there was an Alice poster in the lift........
|Steve and Pete meet Rod|
|Andy, my favourite lighting guy|
|Chas and I have a deep meaningful convo about, er, so||mething|
|46 beers later.....|
First thing I remember when we surfaced the following morning is Peter saying ' Well, that was a crap night', with major sarcasm, lol. And he was right, nights like that don't happen very often, such an awesome evening, great company, fab venue.....
So, having decided to stay 2 nights at the Palms, we then went off to Target, so I could buy another camera - I got the same model, the Nikon Coolpix upgraded RED version, OOOOOOO, complete with case and new 16gb card for an amazingly cheap price of 7 bucks (just the card, lol - the camera was about $130, still a bargain. If only I hadn't lost the case enroute to home, woulda been a really good result!
Later, we went to a Mexican supermarket for some beer, and then on to Susie's for an afternoon of American football, (ok, I went to sleep for a bit then), AND, my very first Thanksgiving dinner - flipping awesome meal with massive turkey, sweet potato mash (my new favourite food) lotsa veg and GREAT company. SO much fun! I love the idea of TG, you join hands before the meal and say what you are thankful for. (Thank you family, for letting me come!) Can't thank Susie and Charlie enough for this, I have been to Vegas many times before, but never seen a slice of real life whilst here. I think we should do Thanksgiving in UK, not only is it awesome, but it makes the Christmas thing start a bit later.......always a plus in my book, bloody hate Christmas..........
ANYWAY, off we went back to our hotel, briefly went out for a wander and met up with James for a drink in the bar, but we all decided that it was gonna be an early night.
So, in the morning, we packed up, checked all corners of the room, (badly, as it turned out) becasue I left my camera case somewhere, grrrr....... and off we went to California, spotting Alice signs, and a Greyhound bus along the way.
Several hours later, we checked into the Harrahs Rincon Hotel. Nice room. Even nicer poolside bar, where we ordered a jug of Mai Tai and relaxed. Never seen sunbeds like these before, I could get used to this.
Later on we went to get ready and I decided to go for the whole make up thing. Peter didn't, so we had to attack him.
And later, we crept on down to the hall past security, sneaked into the auditorium and watchedAndy messing with his lights.
Discovered a panoramic setting on the new cam, here is our room!
After changing into our gig gear and wandering into the casino, Pete and I went off to get the passes, leaving Steve behind - unfortunately, he got mobbed by loads of people wanting pics, think it was a bit scary for him, lol! Defo gonna charge for it next time.
We all met up with Ryan and Nita, got a few more pics, and then we went in and found our places, SECOND ROW again, which is awesome, right? But not as good as first row......lol.....never satisfied, that's me :)
Somehow, after we were seated, I managed to swap places with Steve, wish I hadn't. He caught the cane, very early on grrrr. After I got over my extreme envy, I was very happy for him. Honest. :)
We hung around after the gig and all of the band came out to chat, I got Chuck to sign my BB cd, and Tommy came to talk to us again. There were lots of people waiting to see Alice, inc a few that had been 'comped', ie they got free passes becasuse they were high rollers - these are the people who get free accommodation on the top floor of the posh hotels, that kinda thing, because they bet ridiculous amounts of cash, because they are super rich.
We were hoping we could get to see Alice, cos we had passes an all, but Toby wouldn't let us as we 'weren't on the list' ..... To be fair, it was the last gig of a very long tour, and Alice was probably desperate to get home to see the new grankids, so I do understand, but it was still very disappointing not to get to at least see him.
We stumbled back to our room and collapsed. And then, in the morning we had to get up and drive to Phoenix!
We saw Andy as we were packing up the car - love this guy! He was so gobsmacked to see us in Vegas, it was almost worth the trip just to see his face. He told us a story about the awful plastic thing he bought for Chuck's secret Santa - not repeating it here but, trust me it was very funny :)
And then it was a long drive to Phoenix - we listened to Tommy's CD for most of the way, singing along in the end, and trying several times to use it as a soundtrack for our driving movies. But somebody always talked at the crucual part.....
The last bit was extrememly frustrating as we tried to get to Alice's Attic in time. Having read on the website that the store was open til 6pm, we thought we might just make it, so we went straight there. Arrived at 5.10pm - only to find that it was shut - sign on the door said 5pm :(((((. If only there had been someone around we woulda explained our plight and begged to be let in, but it was completely deserted. I briefly toyed with the idea of breaking in, and leaving some cash, I really did, so desperate was I to buy a pair of Alice's jeans,or something , but it just didn't seem right........................
We drove around and found a decent motel not too far away, changed and showered and went back to Cooperstown for a meal. Guess what we had? Yeah, it was The Big Unit, but it was between the three of us. We went for the Adam Richman, it had lots of add ons, fries, salsa, pickles etc etc, and it was very good, best hotdog I've ever had, actually. Then we asked about going downstairs - they said there wasn't much down there, but we insisted, and so we got to see all the stashed promo stuff, and the couch where Alice has given intervews from. All in all, it was a dream come true, but I know I will go there again, because I have to see the inside of Alice's Attic before I die, lol., and I could hardly go to Solid Rock without coming here again.
Our motel was pretty good, but no brekkie, well, coffee, yuck, and some kind of cakey thing - what is it with Americans, eating cake for breakfast?????.......so we packed up, and drove on up to Scottsdale and Alice's local golfclub, and had breakfast there. And it's so beautiful! Even without Alice!
But, sadly, we eventually had to re-enter the real world and head on back to Vegas for our flight home.........dropping off the car wasn't nearly as problematic as picking it up, and we sat glumly in the airport waiting for our flight and feeling completely knackered - or maybe that was just me. And before long, we were on our way home again....Roll on, next trip!