Sunday morning was slightly overcast.Still a bit bleary-eyed from the late night at the casino, sans breakfast, we went down to the 2nd floor where the Quan Spa and the swimming pool were located. Check-out time was 11:00 o’clock so we only had a few hours left on our adventure.
As usual Lucy found a photo op that didn’t cross my mind:
The fitness center was fully equipped with all sorts of exercise equipment but we were not allowed to use them because we did not have rubber shoes on. We were able to take a few souvenir poses:
We practiced our versions of synchronized swimming (sure don’t look like we’re contenders for Olympic medals)
There were more treats for us: a sauna and steam bath.
Before we knew it, it was time to go. Vida squeezed in a few minutes soaking in the tub, with a pose that would put any vixen to shame:
After a few farewell poses in the lobby, we were off. To a brunch buffet at Mercado’s at the Resorts World complex. Photography was not allowed, so we have no images of the bountiful food. More than made up for the aborted lunch the day before. We spent a few more hours at the modern slot machines. No luck.
This was our last view of Marriott as we drove away: