I spent $1 on gambling. I do like poker, but the casinos were too smoky and no one believes in having a non-smoking casino.

I didn’t really shop; I bought a few chakas. Somewhere, I saw a newspaper article (maybe it was in the New York Times yesterday) that “middle class shoppers” shop in Vegas. Seems bizarre - most of the stores I saw were extraordinarily expensive. I didn’t shop in them, though I browsed a bit.

Mostly, I had some really great meals. Todd English’s Olives at the Bellagio was very good. I really regret not grabbing a seat on the patio to watch the Bellagio fountains (which I particularly liked when I finally saw them later that afternoon) Spent way too much at the Voodoo Steakhouse on the 50th floor of the Rio (where I was staying). It was a fabulous meal with a great view. We also had lunch at Mario Batali’s at the Venetian (not sure of the name, but it was in the phony St. Mark’s Sq.) and a dinner at a traditional Italian place off the Strip (where there was a large party of Hell’s Angels with at least three people who looked suspiciously like transvestites).