When
one walks the strip you get used to being
constantly bombarded with the sights and
sounds of Vegas. Between the crowds, the
casino employees trying to lure you onto
their gaming floor, or a guy dressed like
a giant green M&M… sooner or
later your going to tired of it all. At
that point you’ll want to stumble
upon The Venetian; its courtyard full
of recreated classical statuary, its gently
curving fountains, and its quiet and well-appointed
interiors are an excellent break from
the frenzy of The Strip.
The first thing that will stand out when
you visit The Venetian is what at first
seems to be a huge fountain. This fountain
curves across the face of the building
and then disappears inside. There might
be people riding in gondolas, the boat’s
pilots dressed like their Italian counterparts.
It might seem like someone went a little
too far and who the heck would pay to
take a spin on a boat in a fountain. Until
you go inside… there is a canal
that snakes tough the entire building!
They have tried to create a Venetian canal;
just imagine… an overdressed indoor
strip mall with a fake river running thought
it. It is definitely something to see.
Of
course The Venetian offers everything
a casino in Vegas would offer. There’s
a huge gaming floor, restaurants, a nightclub,
bars, high priced Italian shopping (lots
of places to buy a suit so that you can
look like the Coppo) or the wax museum
(ancient Italy was infamous for the highly
accurate wax museums… not). You
can see a show or visit the museum filled
with “Classic Italian-Style Art”
as well as art taken from other galleries
all over the world. If this doesn’t
suit your fancy you can walk around and
look for the yodeling gondoliers that
walk thought the building (voices ringing
of the reproduction frescos).
One thing to keep in mind though is that
this is Vegas, and Vegas is about gambling.
It isn’t hard to find exactly why
this place is here… as soon as you
get near the gaming floor the “classic
Italian” feeling is replaced in
an instant by the “classic Vegasian”
style; row upon row upon row of crashing,
blinking, wailing, coin machines just
waiting to slurp up your cash.
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