It's A Long Way To Itinerary Day 11 Freemont Street

[rummy63]

Day 11

Al and I were up early this morning so after setting the washing machine going and putting the dish washer on that only had four cups and four glasses in it we took a trip to Walmart.

Oh Yes, they are the machines next to our Lily’s room.

I bought fruit, salad, ham, bread, milk and Pinot.

I resisted the crisps, biscuits, nuts, twigs and budgie seed because our Lily can start eating when we eat.

Plus, any games and drinking are going to be done in the main living room which is adjacent to their bedroom therefore their responsibility.

Today was a rest day as we are going to Fremont Street tonight. We booked on the 5.30pm bus to Fremont at reception.

Breakfast was supposed to be at the South Point but by the time we had faffed about booking the bus to Fremont, then queuing at the South Point for membership cards it was 10 am the breakfast service had ended and lunch didn’t start until eleven.

Lunch was good, but I would have preferred the breakfast.

A relax by the lazy river was the order of the afternoon the lazy river was great for Lily and Larry neither of them are confident in the water. They could simply walk in the river. At one point they were even holding hands.

Aww Derby and Joan.

At 5.30 we waited out front for the bus. Our driver was the spit of Morgan Freeman. There was an inspector on the bus to assess Morgan’s ability.

Wouldn’t you just know it the freeway was “jammed up” there had been a serious accident.

Morgan took another route probably trying to impress the inspector.

I’m not sure where we were but it was rough. Bail bondsmen shops, pawn shops, gangs hanging around and I’m pretty sure the wrought iron on all the windows and doors were not there for ornamental purposes,

Eventually we arrived at Freemont St and were told that the return bus was every hour from 8.00pm to midnight.

Now Freemont really comes down to what you personally like. If you are fascinated by a lardy rrse man in a tutu, old tarts in lingerie and inferior Elvis or Michael Jackson impersonators you will enjoy it.

Within about five minutes the hawkers hassled us.

I smelled the first one before I saw her.

A little thing with a mass of grey matted hair sporting a fur coat and boots attempting some sort of jig.

Oh, to be nose blind she reeked of “a nus of Satan”.

We had dinner at the Hennessey Pub.

There was a decent singer inside, but we preferred to sit outside, and freak watch.

They were very busy, and service was a bit slow, but we were having an interesting time, so it wasn't a serious problem.

There was what one could only term as a right Big Gob sat behind us. I swear she must have had her head so far up her own backside she could have chewed her food twice. Living proof that it is unwise to drink on an empty head.

Dinner over we investigated more “delights” of Freemont.

The light show was poor, most of the ceiling is in disrepair, so it wasn’t as “awesome” as I once thought it was.

There was a huge woman in a dirty, see through, white dress stood on a podium dancing.

She had that “lived in” look. You know the type had more men than the grand old duke of York.

All very sad, she’ll earn her fix and sleep in some hovel until it’s time to don the dress again and repeat the experience.

Then there were two old men in mankinis cocking their legs up and silly cow old women having their photos taken with them.

It was like geriatric Sodom and Gomorrah.

There were bits hanging out of the mankinis, I had to put my glasses on to get a better look.

Now hold up that’s somebody’s dad.

Nooo its somebody’s grandad.

Can you imagine the embarrassment on your birth certificate?

Fathers occupation?

He shows his Kn******* on Freemont Street for money.

Even worse if your granny posted photos of herself cavorting with the daft old burgers.

Two young girls were sat on the floor huddled together, pupils the size of dinner plates and then we realised their clothes had been painted on they were naked.

Our Lily and Larry’s jaws were practically down to their knees.

We called into one of the casinos and had a little gamble a waitress asked if we would like something to drink. I asked for a martini shaken not stirred. She didn’t come back with it.

Considering we had been going to stay all night we were back on the 8.00pm bus.

I love a laugh and people watch all the time plus I take the mickey, but I found the whole experience stressful and sad.

Once again, we played games and drank beer and the barefoot.

That cheeky cow our Lily demanded that all four of us clean up before we went to bed.

Sorry about the pictures everyone of my pictures has got our Lily or Larry on them stood there pondering as to whether they had just been propelled into some kind of satanic orgy.

[DizzyDisneyMum]

Oh Rummy, I have missed you ☺ thank you for posting these. Where are you off to this year?

[rummy63]

Thankyou Dizzy

We are going to Orlando with the Knotties and taking their grandson 4 years old.
We did loads last year so looking to have a rest this year our Lily thinks I'm crazy has I have zilch experience with four year olds.

[Love*my*hols]

Loved your report,still chuckling !

[Gill H]

Fremont Street doesn't sound like my kind of thing somehow.

Thank you for writing - we have been reading your old reports again so it's good to have some new ones as well.

Looking forward to hearing about your Orlando adventures with a 4 year old!

[FloridaFi]

Your trip reports are always a guaranteed giggle.

[Mqt]

Originally Posted by rummy63

Thankyou Dizzy

We are going to Orlando with the Knotties and taking their grandson 4 years old.
We did loads last year so looking to have a rest this year our Lily thinks I'm crazy has I have zilch experience with four year olds.

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Oh, I so hope you are doing a Trip Report?

[lindylou46]

Love your trip reports.

[Helen0705]

Another good day - love a spot of people watching!

[Sparksy72]

Love the lazy river. Fremont Street seems to be similar to Times Square, it seems to attract a certain element.