INTRODUCTION I am going to start this trip report a year ago. My wife has been going to Las Vegas since was a few years old with her parents who are big Vegas goers. I've heard stories of my father-in-law seducing women in the elevator of the Sands and my wife being pushed down the strip in a stroller eating cheerios. My wife can tell me what the strip looked like before the Mirage opened, and when Circus Circus was her favorite place in the world. For our first Valentine's Day as a married couple last year, I decided that I would take her to Vegas, a place near to her heart and let her stay at the resort of her choice. Her parents, decidedly old-school low rollers with comped stays at the Flamingo never stayed at the big resorts she always wanted to. We stayed at the Encore for two nights. I went with a terrible attitude and really wanted to find all of the reasons to hate Las Vegas. To make a long story short, I fell in love with the place, especially the Bellagio Fountains (hence my name). Since then, we went once again last year for a 10 night stay at the Bellagio and had an amazing time, and I spend most of my free time playing WinPoker on my iPad. I love Monday mornings because I get to listen to Five Hundy and I spend most of my work day reading VegasMessageBoard. I am in a word: Hooked.