I've been seeing a lot of tattooed people while I'm here — I guess it is true that one in seven Americans are tattooed. Lots of big forearm pieces and quite a lot of nape work as well — although what's most interesting to me is that I can probably count the number of pierced people I've seen on one hand. Tons of tattoos, but no piercings…
The other thing we've seen that surprised me was having people in the audience at Zumanity (more) storm out after the “gay” scene (which was basically two guys fighting a la capoeira and then at the end they kissed) — although no one was bothered by the girl-girl action it seems. I liked Zumanity but it was really unsophisticated and dumbed down in comparison to Alegria.
Our (very obviously gay) concierge was telling us that the show actually was much more risque in the past but they had to cut it out because so many people complained or left during the show… I guess it surprised me because Canada is such a gay-positive place on the whole (even my small town highschool fifteen years ago had openly gay teachers), but now I understand that people here really do hate homosexuals for some strange reason.
Not that they have a problem with depravity (other than the dudes with the Jesus/Sin bilboards in front of the Bellagio I guess) — the “escorts to your hotel in thirty minutes” services and the in-room strippers seem to be doing very well — and getting the most mainstream of customers if the card-advertisers on the street are any indication. We're off to see a magic show tonight with Rachel's continued Big Wheel of Gold winnings, and then tomorrow we fly back.
In the right photo (the Luxor one), check out the dude staring at us. Just can't get away from it I suppose. Staff here are incredibly nice, but tourists are looky-loos anywhere you go in the world… I still want to make the shirt that says “If you're not interesting enough to talk about yourself, talk about me” on it, but it's a knockoff of a tattoo shop shirt I saw a decade ago and I'm not sure if I'd feel too guilty ripping it off. Rachel proposed a more blunt version (which i think I'm about to misquote):
“If you're staring at me, fuck off.”
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