A few weeks ago I met my parents out in Las Vegas for a little getaway. I, of course, went kilted the whole time I was there. At one point a woman stopped me and asked if there was an event going on, because she had seen 4 men in kilts that day. I saw someone in a UK on the strip, but that was it as far as other kilties. There were many strange looks, many "Love the kilt!" comments, and a few pictures.

Here are my mother and I, in my Black Stewart, at the Bellagio garden. Bellagio is a beautiful hotel:


You can also see the world's largest chocolate fountain at Bellagio:


Here is a closeup of the fountain with milk and white chocolate:


Here's myself, in my Wallace, and my parents in front of Caesars Palace:


We ate at a neat little noodle place in Caesars that was like eating in a lace cage. They also had a really good sparkling blueberry sake:


Here is my mother and I after a dinner at Le Cirque in Bellagio. I wore my all black ensemble (Black SWK economy). Paris is in the background:


Here is the view across the street from the Bellagio fountain:


All in all it was a nice little vacation. I love Vegas ( I am a bit of a craps player). Even if you don't gamble, the shows and the food are reason enough to go. I went to a place called Japonais and had an appetizer called "The Rock" which was a plate of thinly sliced raw marinated beef. It came with a large hot stone. You would put the beef on the stone and cook it at your table. It was neat, and tasted great.