Our holiday of a lifetime holiday in glorious and most wonderful Las Vegas is sadly drawing nigh ….
….. so the final things we choose to do now, before we sadly start to pack, and the things we decide to leave until we come back have had to be debated robustly, at times becoming quite heated… each one of us putting our arguments for and against a venue/destination with a fervent vigour and not a little table thumping, usually over a cocktail, or two, or three!!!
Yesterday Nigel presented his hypothesis as to why we should go to the Shark Reek at the Mandalay Hotel (which is joined to our hotel via a series of escalators and walkways) very concisely and with extreme succinctness …..
He said that if Andy was with us, it wouldn’t have been one of the last places we would have visited ….. it would have been the first, and in that respect we had been very, very remiss! …… It was an argument, we couldn’t/wouldn’t even challenge …… so to Shark Reef we ventured.
Despite being desperate to see the sharks, it was in fact the jelly fish that stole Nigel’s heart ….. “They are so graceful and ethereal and of an out of this world type nature, a little bit spooky and a little bit rock and roll! ” he declared …. however on this one rare occasion he wasn’t desperately desperate to dive into the tank and be at one with them, as is his usual mantra …..