We quickly learned that one does not just drive up the Strip, find a parking spot, and merrily be on their way to enjoy the festivities. Anyway....one hour later we finally make it to the Bellagio Fountains. With time to kill before the show, we enjoyed people watching and J enjoyed people chasing (and staring).
And when I usually feel awkward with my camera out everywhere we go, I would have felt MORE out of place if I wasn't snapping away at everything. Bonus of living in a tourist town!
On a related note, I also felt a tiny sense of accomplishment as I thought of my journey from a snap-happy tourist to a photographer in control of my camera. (And as I type this I laugh because just this week I somehow smacked myself in the head with my camera's hot shoe. Ow!)
Moral of the story, I don't know "Billie Jean" like I thought I did.