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las vegas: bellagio conservatory
the next morning, jer and i took a walk to bellagio, a gorgeous hotel that my dad still likes to tease me about being denied access to when i was a teenager (you have to be an adult to enter untila guest of the hotel) (elitish d-dags).
the ceiling of the lobby is covered with 2,000 hand-blown glass flowers by the artist dale chihuly. it’s quite a remarkable entrance.
the bellagio conservatory and botanical gardens are simply divine in both sight and smell.
i’m asian.
the rest of the hotel is awash with fresh spring blooms as well…
even the lighting!
jer and i got pastries for a late breakfast. if you wanted jam, it came in cute little glass jars that i, of course, nabbed.
