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Wynn Hotel Fountain via Cell Phone


I just got back from a few days in Las Vegas. I hadn’t been there in six years. The city is noticeably busier, particularly the taxi lines. I won't be the first to point out Las Vegas is one giant amusement park with scaled replicas of New York, Paris, Venice, etc. While this appeals to many visitors, I prefer the authentic and original. I stayed at the Venetian, a multi-million dollar knockoff of Venice. The room was comfortable, but the hotel seemed to be trying too hard to be luxurious. Imitators rarely succeed.

On the other hand, the Wynn Hotel is incredibly original. The colors were rich and beautiful and the outside fountain and light show spectacular. I find it ironic the tile mosaics on the Wynn’s lobby floor was more creative then the mosaics on the outside of the Venetian, which I believe is suppose to be a replica of the Doge's Palace. Except that the real Doge’s Palace is stunning in its detail, which is evident even in the poor quality cell phone photo below from my 2004 visit. Detail is what makes something authentic. Everyone can do bold brush strokes, but it’s the fine lines that distinguish masterpieces. The Venetian was missing the details. Even the water in the fake canals was the wrong color.

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Doge's Palace, Venice via Cell Phone

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Wynn Hotel Mosaic Floor via Cell Phone

I wandered the floors of the casinos in somewhat of a stupor. All those flashing lights and ringing bells. The games confuse me. I don’t seem to be wired for gambling. I think I lost too much money playing childhood carnival games. One too many of the rings I tossed trying to win a stuffed animal failed to encircle the target. For me, the joy of the occasional slot machine win doesn’t compensate for the pinprick of persistent losses.

Yet for others, there must be some appeal. Why else would 39 million people have visited Las Vegas in the past year?

Comments

I've been there twice for work stuff and was really freaked out by the place, yet, there is a part of me that wants to go back and, well, basically see if its really "like that." Oh, and to see if what happens in Vegas . . .

Well despite my reservations about the city, I'd go back too.

Vegas is freaky... Melbourne is home to Australasia's biggest casino and although the view is awfully good at night, inside, it is greatly populated by old pensioners and ethnic South East Asians (mainly ethic Vietnamese) who by and large appear to have serious gambling addiction (to the point of urinating on seats rather than to go to the bathroom and miss a round... leaving kids unattended in cars - some died from dehydration etc.).

:-(

DC, as in Melbourne the mainstays at Las Vegas casinos didn't appear to be the glamorous types highlighted in the ads and television shows. I spent a few minutes observing the poker tables and by and large the players looked worn and unhappy.

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