I just want to start off by saying I had a birthday that i could have only dreamed about thanks to Moezilla (and in a round about way dnix, your the man bro. I owe you more than you know) I left my digi camera at home so i didnt start getting pictures till the second day, but I do have some to check out.
Day 1, Friday October 16th
Our flight didnt leave till noon, and our airport only takes 10 minutes to get through so I had time to get up and go get my hair cut so i could bring sexy back in Vegas.
I get my sexy on, get finished packing and head the airport. Its me, 2 friends I've known forever, one with thier wife (who had an amazing room at the Mirage), and my parents. We have a direct flight (about 2 hours) so we started drinking as soon as we boarded. (thanks to southBEST for not carding me the day before my birthday)
Now, my moms a chatty kathy. She starts talking up and joking with the guy next to her, turns out he's a big oil guy and he offers to drop us off at our hotel in his limo. Now im thinking "this is a good start". We land and its noon in Vegas and time to drink.
We make it to our hotel (Riviera), get up to our room and its SHIT (not The shit, SHIT) Its in the back, views of thier shitty parking lot, smells horrible, looks like a la quinta; But Im not gonna let this stop me, its my birthday and Im in Vegas.
We get settled, we're hungry. We get a cab and head to the buffet at the Rio cause i heard it was awsome. NOT IMPRESSED, it reminded me of every buffet ive ever been to ever. In my opinion, not worth how much it cost.
We spent the rest of the daylight walking around, doing the touristy thing, looking at afew of the casino's (the outfits the cocktail waitress wear at the rio are the best in town hands down
) and walking the forum shops at Ceasars spending massive amounts of money on beer ($7.50 a bottle!) and clothes trying to kill time before midnight when i offically turn 21.
We end up walking from Cesars, all the way back the the Riviera, stopping to check out the free pirate show at Treassure Island (bad ass for a free show), grab a Gyro at 'Mad GreeK' and get back to the hotel to change for the night.
We end up being downtown when midnight strikes and I start shooting craps at the cheap tables at the Freemont, drinking Jack and Cokes and loosing abunch of money. We hangout there till about 3 gambling and watching the crazy asses. im beat from the flight, the day, and the boozes so I have to leave cause i was passing out at the black jack table.
After getting lost in the sketchy part of downtown for about 10 minutes, we finally make it back to the hotel to crawl my way to the room to pass out, but not before shooting some more craps at the tables at the Riv. for an hour.
To come: Day 2: The greatest birthday experience ever, and Day 3: the greatest meal of my life.
Day 1, Friday October 16th
Our flight didnt leave till noon, and our airport only takes 10 minutes to get through so I had time to get up and go get my hair cut so i could bring sexy back in Vegas.
I get my sexy on, get finished packing and head the airport. Its me, 2 friends I've known forever, one with thier wife (who had an amazing room at the Mirage), and my parents. We have a direct flight (about 2 hours) so we started drinking as soon as we boarded. (thanks to southBEST for not carding me the day before my birthday)
Now, my moms a chatty kathy. She starts talking up and joking with the guy next to her, turns out he's a big oil guy and he offers to drop us off at our hotel in his limo. Now im thinking "this is a good start". We land and its noon in Vegas and time to drink.
We make it to our hotel (Riviera), get up to our room and its SHIT (not The shit, SHIT) Its in the back, views of thier shitty parking lot, smells horrible, looks like a la quinta; But Im not gonna let this stop me, its my birthday and Im in Vegas.
We get settled, we're hungry. We get a cab and head to the buffet at the Rio cause i heard it was awsome. NOT IMPRESSED, it reminded me of every buffet ive ever been to ever. In my opinion, not worth how much it cost.
We spent the rest of the daylight walking around, doing the touristy thing, looking at afew of the casino's (the outfits the cocktail waitress wear at the rio are the best in town hands down
) and walking the forum shops at Ceasars spending massive amounts of money on beer ($7.50 a bottle!) and clothes trying to kill time before midnight when i offically turn 21. We end up walking from Cesars, all the way back the the Riviera, stopping to check out the free pirate show at Treassure Island (bad ass for a free show), grab a Gyro at 'Mad GreeK' and get back to the hotel to change for the night.
We end up being downtown when midnight strikes and I start shooting craps at the cheap tables at the Freemont, drinking Jack and Cokes and loosing abunch of money. We hangout there till about 3 gambling and watching the crazy asses. im beat from the flight, the day, and the boozes so I have to leave cause i was passing out at the black jack table.
After getting lost in the sketchy part of downtown for about 10 minutes, we finally make it back to the hotel to crawl my way to the room to pass out, but not before shooting some more craps at the tables at the Riv. for an hour.
To come: Day 2: The greatest birthday experience ever, and Day 3: the greatest meal of my life.
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