Wastin' Away at Margaritaville

Helen and I have long planned to have another lunch at Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville restaurant at the Flamingo.

Last winter we stopped in there for some sandwiches and while there we saw another table dining on a HUGE order of nachos. So all year we vowed to share an order of those Volcano Nachos when we returned to Margaritaville.

Before heading to the Strip, we stopped at Walmart where we bought a Bissell vacuum and some cleaning supplies. Last year we paid a young woman $100 a month to clean our apartment every two weeks. She really didn't do that great a job, so this year we decided to do the cleaning ourselves. It's only a one bedroom place and doesn't get that dirty.

Anyway, we picked out the vacuum and the cleaning items and rolled on down to the Strip. We parked at Bill's Gambling Hall and went next door to the Flamingo and into Margaritaville where we enjoyed a HEFTY order of Volcano Nachos that were stacked some 8-10 inches high and loaded with taco beef, cheese, sour cream, tomatoes, guacamole and green onions. It was really tasty and we'll be having it again. The nachos, plus two large diet cokes came to $25 with tip.

After lunch we visited the Margaritaville gift shop and looked at the overpriced tees ($22 for a basic "It's 5 O'Clock Somewhere" shirt). There was plenty of stuff for us Buffet fans and even devoted Parrotheads, but it was just a little too pricey.

Then we used the bridge elevators and crossed the street to visit Caesars Palace where we had our first celebrity sighting of the trip. We were almost into CP when a guy with a white sleeveless shirt that said "Holyfield" on the front came walking toward us. I noticed the shirt first, then saw his face.

It was Evander Holyfield, walking toward us with a woman. The ex-champ is a pretty recognizable guy and I'm sure it was him. If I was more alert, I could have checked his ear where Tyson nibbled on it. By the time I recognized him, they were past us.

So we went on through CP and into the Forum shops where we window shopped for about an hour. We took a rest break and found a 25-cent Wheel of Fortune machine. I slipped a $20 into the machine and on the fourth spin, I hit the Bonus Spin and heard that festive "WHEEL OF FORTUNE" cheer! The wheel settled on 100 pts ($25) and I immediately cashed out. We had turned our $20 into $42, WOOHOO!!!

The we headed home and relaxed until I made us a couple of hefty salads for dinner. It was a fun day and Helen really enjoyed her time on the Strip. Tomorrow the adventure continues...