OK, so we got to the Casino in plenty of time, had a look around (i.e. found the low-stakes blackjack tables) and met up with the guys. We had our own reserved area of the restaurant (well there were about forty of us) and sat down. Service looked like being a little slow, so those of us going to see Lily Tomlin ate from the buffet. This turned out to be the right decision as we were leaving as the main courses were arriving. The plan was to meet back at the Casino for the 10 o’clock kick-off of the fireworks and then we’d hang around afterwards and see if I could win back the cost of the holiday.
We got to the theatre in plenty of time and took our seats and in due course Lily appeared on stage. Unfortunately I think that her act relied on that part of the American sense of humour that the British don’t have. I found her at best mildly amusing. Nigel, sitting next to me, didn’t seem any more enthused but Brett and the rest of the (North American) audience seemed to think she was a hoot. I just sat there thinking about the $70 the ticket had cost.
The show overran too, so we couldn’t get back to the Old Town in time to see the fireworks. The highlight of the evening, I suppose, had to be as we left the auditorium: I headed for the mens room, only to be confronted with a long queue - much to the delight of passing lesbians, who form a much smaller proportion of delegates and didn't have to wait to use the facilities...
Oh well. Early night for us then. Rehearsals all morning tomorrow anyway.
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