Another reason we like the Wynn is that they have some fine restaurants in there. And since Steve Wynn has gone vegan, all the restaurants in his hotels have a full vegan menu. See, vegan friends? There is still a little fun left in the world for you. We opted for the decidedly non-vegan Bartolotta di Mare restaurant for dinner, and loved it.
They fly in fish every day fresh from the Adriatic, and then roll a cart full of it over to your table for you to pick one out. This has got to be the largest carbon footprint of any meal I've ever had. I'd feel bad about that, if it weren't just so darn tasty. We opted for the tasting menu, and one thing that could only happen in Las Vegas, they bring the courses out like 5 at a time, which was weird. They want you to clock out of your $200/hour job of eating dinner and get back out onto that casino floor.
The next day we moved into phase 2 of our holiday weekend, and left the Wynn in favour of greener pastures downstrip at the Skylofts at the MGM Grand. The Skylofts is a boutique hotel contained in the MGM that is very luxe and service-oriented. They sent a Maybach to pick us up at the Wynn which wasn't really a big deal for me, because I've been in a Maybach lots of times. If by Maybach you mean hatchback. It was the definitively sweet ride, carrying a price tag of approximately 500k. Ouch. All we did the whole way was adjust our seat positions.
Basically, everything that I do for Declan on a day-to-day basis was done for me by the butler. There was one assigned to us around the clock, and you could ring them up and say "I'm on my way back to our room, can you draw me a bath?" and then arrive to find a bath drawn in the infinity edge tub with a bunch of orchids floating on the water, and an assortment of salts and oils lined up at the ready. This was such a treat to me, I can't even tell you. Moving forward, I'm thinking about becoming considerably more high-maintenance.
Another favourite butler service was random snack provision. Without warning or provocation a little snack would appear at unpredictable intervals.
But the best part of butler service is the suave and debonair way in which said butlers would always laugh at my jokes, and treat my every remark as delightfully insightful. These guys were smooth, all day long. When I told Butler Mike that we were in town for the Trivia Championships of North America, I observed that it was probably a much geekier activity than the typical Skyloft resident would engage in, and he ever-so-gently corrected me by saying "our patrons tend to be dynamic, successful people who are drawn to more intellectual pastimes." It was the smoothest thing I've ever heard. Butlers make everything better.