A fellow delegate at the course I was attending, described Vegas as somewhat of a "cultural wasteland" referring to the lack of museums, art galleries, classical music, opera etc. Whilst unable to disagree with her on one level, I wouldn't go as far to say there was no culture as long as the culture you seek involves magicians, half naked dancing women (and men) or aging pop stars in the twilight of their careers. But then what would you expect from a city that builds hotels (The Mirage) right next to live volcanoes (or is it the other way around?) or around a series of canals complete with serenading gondoliers and painted blue sky ceilings (The Venetian)? Having said this, there is still something in Vegas for everyone including some fantastic restaurants which will form the subject of another post.
As an alternative to countless variations of the Cirque du Soleil available in Vegas I managed to catch some hilarous stand up at Harrah's Comedy Improv and some brilliant dualling pianists at the Encore's Eastside lounge-bar where we all tried (unsuccessfully) to defeat their encyclopedic repertoire with our most esoteric requests.
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