The key to maintaining your party drive in Vegas: minimal moving. So hang back at Bagatelle Beach, where you’ll debut your power-salsa moves at the Latin-themed Friday afternoon shindig, backstroke to ’80s music videos that night and ride a poolside mechanical bull at Sunday’s country-themed festivities. You’re so versatile.
“A life without living in the house of a character portrayed by Michael Douglas is a life unlived.” Nobody ever, ever said that. And yet, boom, Liberace’s Vegas mansion is for sale. It’s got two bedrooms, 10 baths and a reproduction of the Sistine Chapel ceiling. So... no surprises there.
Some people (not you, never you) overindulge in spirited beverages in Vegas. Then, the next day, they dislike light and sound and humanity. For them, there’s Push, a center of massage chairs, IVs and highly trained hangover-curing technicians who make house/hotel suite calls. Maybe take the number just in case.
Poker doesn’t need these so-called “dealers” or “cards.” That’s ridiculous. All it needs is a wildly futuristic electronic table where everything’s automated and convenient. Sort of like the ones at the new poker room at Plaza. Soon, you won’t even need to be there.
If we were to tell you that you could now, for the first time ever, score a champagne-stocked, PlayStation-3-equipped cabana eight stories in the sky at the Mandarin Oriental pool without staying there, you’d probably jump at th—hey, wait, we weren’t finished yet...
