Cirque de Soleil's Mystere at Treasure Island in Las Vegas, which I saw last night, was absolutely the best of the three Cirques that I have seen. It is described as a mystical, primordial extravaganza celebrating the human condition. With a show room built for it, the sets, lighting and all the multiple action going on down stage and in the air transported me to a world I have not been in for a very long time. My nephew Jim, my sister's youngest son, who is the same age as my oldest son, (he's also one of my Godsons) got seats for the two of in aisle three from the stage, near center. You could see every muscle ripple on the extraordinary performers, their body hair, make-up and incredible costumes; I actually felt like I was participating. I realized at some point that I had a grin on my face throughout the show, even in between the ohs and ahs My favorite was the "hand to hand" routine of two men who stood atop a rotating dome, with a remarkable display of sheer strength and endurance go through gravity-defying body positions.
The entertainment critics say that Mystere should be "upgraded" as it has played since 1993, but as for me, it was one of the most exciting evenings I've had in a long time.
Afterwards Jim took me over to the Venetian , which I had seen before, and we headed toward the Bellagio where the outdoor fountain show was playing. At that point, we decided we didn't want to deal anymore with the traffic. I say haughtily sometimes that I've outgrown Vegas, the adult Disneyland of the U.S., but I realize I'm just playing the age card. The showroom was smoke free and I was utterly enchanted. The new construction going on on the strip is mind-boggling, including one complex which is purported to cost $7 billion. Can you even imagine?
Tonight we have a family dinner with others at a restaurant, but if Jim gets home from work early enough, we'll visit Red Rocks, the newer hotel and casino in NW Vegas where my sister lives. I don't gamble much but each of these hotels are like architectural museums in their own right.
My sis and I have spent a lot of time together with me driving her to appointments and to go shopping. She has absolutely no interest in the strip or shows, but she didn't even when she was younger. She has slowed down far more than my sis Betty, even though she is "only" 81. It saddens me, but she chooses how she wants to live her life and is quite reclusive. My two sisters who have passed on were also the same way, so I can only I just keep this zest I have to continue being with people as much as I can, and seeing and doing things I haven't done before. I can't change her, but I can certainly let her be my teacher. I close this post with an extreme attitude of gratitude.