When we last left the saga of Jamie’s Big Trip to Vegas, I had offered to tell the story of how I almost ruined the entire trip at the last moment. You’ll recall (if you have a very good memory) that we went to Vegas so that Jamie could see the Cirque du Soleil show, “Love,” based on the music of the Beatles, and that Jamie had been looking forward to this trip for well over six months.
OK, so when we got to our room in Planet Hollywood, conscientious dad that I am, I checked the in-room magazines to see what else would be going on in Vegas—besides the usual vices—while we were there.