After I’d sat and sulked in the shade of the parasol for a bit I started to cheer up. The drink cooled me down, my ankle didn’t hurt, and there were so many pretty costumes to look at.
Here are the random notes I scribbled in my notebook. I think they’re almost poetic:
Corsets and bustle skirts and boobs and men in kilts. People with tails and furry ears. Steampunk and pirates and fairies and exotic belly dancers. Vikings and jesters and a half hearted Spider-Man. Old dudes in costumes and teeny tiny babies in costumes. Robin Hood. Link. A steampunk wheelchair. Witches and wizards and what the hell is thats. Furries, a pirate boat train, another half hearted superhero. Giant swords, little swords, staffs and shields, bows and arrows. Pewter tankards, wooden tankards, empty tankards, sloshing tankards. $100 drool worthy notebooks. Wasps. Lots of wasps. Dragon hide and dragon teeth and dragon bubbles. Henna and headdresses, and handcrafted everything. Guilds and demos and shows and reenactments that I missed because I didn’t pick up a programme on the way in. Galileo!! Topless men, practically topless women. A TARDIS TANKARD. Leather skirts and corsets and books and bags and cuffs and tiaras. Cloaks and capes and wings and giant wings, and more ruddy wasps.
And once I’d cheered up I wandered round the millions of stalls. Oooo the shinies and the pretties!! I managed to limit myself though:
I met up with Kat and Chris at some point, who also gave in to the shiny. So much shiny!
After a very long walk from one side of the park to the side they’d parked on, they gave me a lift to Caesars Palace, which is where I would be spending my evening. Firstly with dinner at Serendipity 3:
Then a wander around for picture taking…
I made it across the road to the Bellagio to see the fountains.
And my final activity of the evening was in this tent…
I walked in to the tent and saw the chairs and shuddered a little.