When Pigs Fly / Cuando Los Cerdos Vuelen

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San Geraldo is an ox (in Chinese Zodiac terms). And although I’m a horse, I feel like the Old Gray Mare, who “ain’t what she used to be.” Between not sleeping at night because of my jet lag and sleeping all day because of the cold medicine I’m now taking, I’m kind of miserable — and, I’m sure, miserable to be around. But, back to the Chinese Zodiac.

Bellagio Hotel on the Las Vegas Strip has a 14,000-square-foot conservatory beyond its lobby. The breathtaking displays are changed throughout the seasons. At this time of year, the conservatory celebrates the Lunar New Year with a Chinese Zodiac theme. And this is the year of the pig.

Two golden pigs flank the colonnaded entrance and visitors leave dollar bills — for luck, I suppose. San Geraldo’s neatly folded dollar bill placed on the pig’s ear is pictured at top. Maybe the luck will come later in the year. Maybe it has nothing to do with winning in Vegas. Maybe he’ll win $6 million when the pigs fly.


San Geraldo es un buey (en términos del zodiaco chino). Y aunque soy un caballo, me siento como la vieja yegua gris que “no es lo que ella solía ser” (una vieja canción popular americana). Entre no dormir por la noche debido a mi desfase horario y dormir todo el día debido a la medicina para el resfrío que ahora estoy tomando, soy algo miserable y — estoy seguro — miserable por estar cerca. Pero, de vuelta al zodiaco chino.

Bellagio Hotel en el Strip de Las Vegas tiene un invernadero de 14,000 pies cuadrados (1,3 metros cuadrados) más allá de su vestíbulo. Las pantallas impresionantes se cambian a lo largo de las estaciones. En esta época del año, el conservatorio celebra el Año Nuevo Lunar con un tema del zodiaco chino. Y este es el año de los cerdos.

Dos cerdos dorados flanquean la entrada de las columnas y los visitantes dejan billetes de dólares, por suerte, supongo. El billete de un dólar cuidadosamente doblado de San Geraldo colocado en la oreja del cerdo se puede ver en la foto de arriba. Tal vez la suerte vendrá a finales de año. Tal vez no tenga nada que ver con ganar en Las Vegas. Tal vez gane $ 6 millones cuando los cerdos vuelen.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

28 thoughts on “When Pigs Fly / Cuando Los Cerdos Vuelen”

  1. I’m sure Luck is on your way.
    It appears in the most unexpected ways.
    I am a Tiger and Jim is a Rat.

    1. Ron:
      I wish I could remember from one moment to the next the attributes of the different signs of the Zodiac (ANY Zodiac), but I do like being able to say, “I’m a horse.”

  2. I can safely say that not many of us ‘are what we used to be’!! lol Comes with all the territory we’ve covered over the years….I guess. Give yourself a big hug for making it this far. Better yet….I send you a big hug!!
    What colourful displays!

    1. Jim:
      I keep reading that jet lag gets worse the older you get. If this week is any example of how “older” I’ve gotten, I’m seriously cutting back on my time zones!

    1. Mistress Maddie:
      I’m sure you’d have a good time in Vegas… because that’s just the way you are. But I do admire you for avoiding it (like the plague).

  3. I don’t see how losing another dollar to an unappreciative pig is lucky, but that’s just me. I’ll turn 63 next Wednesday (my body will be 107 or so) and Balder Half sings this song every time he sees me walk 🙂 Classic case of pot-kettle.
    These photos are beautiful.

    1. Deedles:
      I really didn’t get that “give the pig a dollar” thing either. But I sure hope Bellagio donates the money to charity and not to their already obscene coffers… unless it goes to their underpaid, under-benefitted workers (which of course would never happen). When Moose was only about a year old, I was walking by Jerry’s office to hear Moose whining for attention at which Jerry said, “Come ‘ere fatboy.” In passing I said, “Hello Pot. This is Kettle.”

    1. Kirk:
      I’m glad I’ve seen it. It’s an interesting place to visit. Still I hate it and everything it stands for… greed, status, etc.

    1. Cheapchick:
      Oh, I get it alright. But I wish it were that easy to get rid of!

  4. I go by the Japanese Zodiac so this is the Year of the Boar and it is my year also !
    Your photos are wonderful and so happy !

    cheers, parsnip

    1. Parsnip:
      I never knew anything about the Japanese Zodiac. Because of your comment I looked it up. In terms of signs, YOU are the only difference. I love it, and I think I’d rather be a boar (not a bore) than a pig!

  5. OMB, that display is FABU! probably gives maddie some ideas.

    I am also a horse; my spouse is a pig. this is his year. he will be 60 in october.

    1. anne marie:
      Spouse is a mere yout’ , as my father would have said! From what I’ve seen of Maddie’s work, I think he could run circles around even these exceptional Bellagio displays. I am in awe of his talent and would so love to walk through his store.

  6. These photos are magnificent. 🙂 What a spectacular display. I think I would love it there but it is a very long flight from here.. 🙂

    1. Snoskred:
      I can’t imagine flying from there to see Vegas. We’ve decided it’s too long a flight from HERE now. I pride myself on feeling younger than my age and being very fit but jet lag only seems to care about the fact of our chronological age. This has been the worst I’ve ever experienced and it’s a “mere” 9 time zones. More photos still to come. Don’t risk the jet lag!

    1. David:
      I’ve met many gluttonous pigs over the years… and I suppose some were also prosperous. (I might be finished whining in a few days!)

  7. Las Vegas is like Chinese New Year year round… OTT but gorgeous! And as for not being what you use to be, none of us our. In fact I’m not sure I ever was what I use to be!

    1. Willym:
      Like you, I never was what I used to be — or is that I never was what I used to wasn’t… Either way, I feel old!

    1. Debra:
      I wanted to removed the dollar after I took the picture. As if he hadn’t already donated enough to Las Vegas!

  8. I heard an awful joke about flying pigs the other day: what is the difference between a flying pig and the president? Answer: the letter f.

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