




Here I am eating a fabulous crepe from La Creperie in the Paris Hotel between seminar sessions.
Our funds quickly draining from eating at the hotel every day, we went to the Miracle Mile Shops next door for some good, cheap food.
Okay, finally we get inside, but just barely, after Bert plays along with my "Hey, I'm Cindy Crawford, hey, I'm Elle McPherson!" game. But then I see this fabulous fashiony wall of international words. "Hey, I'm Claudia Schiffer!"
In the end, Bert is rewarded for his patience with my newfound modeling skills. Here he is after finishing off a bowl of fresh guacamole at La Salsa Cantina at the Miracle Mile shops.
Timeshare to the rescue! We were running out of things to do in Vegas with no money. Then the timeshare people found us. We would get free tickets to shows in exchange for a couple of pleasant hours at their new resort, Tahiti Village. Well, we had more time on our hands than money. So 3 hours later, we emerged from Tahiti Village. Yes, I drank the Kool-Aid, but I spit it out just in time. Here is a victorious shot of me with my hard-earned Vegas show tickets. See the wild Charles Manson look in my eyes. They really got to me!!!
Killing time at Circus Circus before our first show. At Circus Circus Alberto and I both won a huge Bert doll (as in Bert & Ernie), but had to give them away since they wouldn't fit in our luggage.