We hit Las Vegas at about 2pm and did well to find the hotel. We self parked our beast of a hire car and then headed to find where to check in. Ummm. Where is the front desk? The place is a maze! We tried different lifts, thru shopping arcades and the canals of Venice and thru a few casino gaming floors until we find the over the top opulence of the check in area. Up we go and the suite is HUGE! Bigger than my unit in Neutral Bay! Kurt passes out on the bed and I try to get our mobiles working. After a shower and an agreed wake up time of 6pm for Kurt I headed downstairs to check things out. I decided if I could stay awake till around 11pm I night be able to beat the jet lag. Got as far as the first bank of pokies (clever b*****s make you go thru a gaming floor to get ANYWHERE!) and off I went. Time flew and It was time to get Kurt. Not wanting to leave my free scotch or walk back 3pm to the room I rang Kurt on his new mobile. 9 times. No answer. So I rang the switch and got connected to the room. No answer. 20 mins later I have made it back to the room and am trying to wake Kurt from a dead sleep.