We stopped at a fun gift store / compound on the way out of Zion. Syl then promptly conked out, and totally missed Arizona!
While planning this trip, I was torn about flying in and out of Las Vegas. I almost shifted to Salt Lake City. Boy am I glad I didn't!
Syl's one ask, to my surprise, was that we find time to go to Omega Mart, an immersive art experience styled as an alien grocery store. So we drove straight there from Zion, before even checking into our hotel.
Holy moly, was this a weird experience. These photos don't even scratch the surface.
After about an hour, we both had sensory-overload headaches and were happy to head to our room at the Venetian, in the heart of the Las Vegas Strip.
Syl was amused to find that, like any self-respecting Vegas hotel, the Venetian is set up to route everyone through the casino in order to get anywhere at all.
I have never been to a Cirque show. Wow, what an incredible spectacle. Every single performer should be rich and famous for what they do and what they risk. We chose "O," the variant of Cirque that is performed over and in a massive pool of water. I don't think either of our jaws closed the entire time.
I had been sort of dreading Vegas, but this turned out to be one of the most fun evenings of the trip.
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