My girlfriends and I stayed March 10-14. This is day 1 of our adventures:
The Players:
Original Cast/the drinkers/friends from elementary and middle school – me, Samantha, Lisa and Janey*
New Members/gamblers (I’ve known Dani less than a year) – Danielle* and Anna*
*denotes Vegas Virgin
Day 1
I made Anna and Dani spend the night at my house so I didn’t have to worry about them getting to the airport. We left my house at 3:40, to meet a cab at 4am at my friend Lisa’s house for our 6am flight. When I arrived at Lisa’s mom’s house not a single light was on. I had to jimmy the lock on her car, hit the garage door opener and for all intents and purposes break into Lisa’s house where I found her out cold with the alarm clock SCREAMING in her ear. Lucky for her the cab didn’t arrive until 4:02 so she had JUST enough time to pull on sweats and be out the door. We made the flight with no troubles (my luggage was 47.5lbs) and had a layover in Detroit that was about 45 minutes. Everyone took a pee break and decided to get a cup of coffee. As we were standing in line at Caribou we hear “final boarding call for flight 2429 to Las Vegas”. It was just like a scene in a movie: we look at each other in HORROR and then make a mad dash back to our seats, grab our stuff and run down the terminal screaming “HOLD THE PLANE!!!!”. Everyone made it aboard, that time (obvious foreshadowing).
Vegas Arrival
4 of us stayed at TI and 2 at MGM. The two of us on the flight that were at TI checked in at 11am with no problems. Dani and Anna who stayed at MGM had to wait until 1pm. I did not try the $20 trick because I was checking in for 2 rooms and asked for adjoining rooms. After that little request the clerk reminded me that checkin was officially at 3pm and I didn’t think I needed to rock the boat so we had a lovely view of the Trump building and NOTHING else. We were still waiting for 2 more of the girls to arrive in Vegas so we decided to walk the strip. We’d had a couple of drinks when Anna decided she HAD to eat and the only place she would consider was the effing buffet at Harrahs. No joke. Lisa and I both agreed that this was the only bone we would throw Anna and Danielle and from that point forward we would do us and let them do them. About 30 minutes later, Sam arrived and so Lisa and I left the buffet to go meet her back at the casino. We’d been drinking $1 margarita’s with extra shots of cuervo so we decided to stop and grab Sam one as her first official drink. Everyone at the bar thought our “and a shot of cuervo” was a great idea since those margaritas were so weak. As we are walking/running back to TI in the rain, I hear a scream and turn around…Lisa (all 5’10.75 inches of her) has completely wiped out and spilled margarita all over herself. Fail. We finally make it to TI, buy ourselves Citrons on ice, head up to the room and SCREAM BLOODY MURDER!!! Vegas baby, fist pump, let the dogs out, YEEA!!!!!!!!!!!! The three of us decide to go down to Kahunaville and have a drink (or 2) while waiting for our third friend Janey to arrive in Vegas. She flew in from JAX but was delayed in Ft. Worth (bummer). At Kahunaville, Sam and I decide to go big. We get the HUGE 48oz goblet and Lisa punks out and gets the 24oz cup. Sam and I trash talked her until she manned up and ordered a goblet as well. At that point Sam decided it was time for her first shot of Jameson (gag). Janey finally called and said she was in a cab on the way to TI so we went screaming down to the lobby and did more Vegas baby, fist pumping, letting dogs out screaming. At that point we decided to get Janey food and to hit up a liquor store for a bottle of Citron and a bottle of Bicardi. We all took a nap and set the alarms for 8pm so we could get ready to GO.
1st Night Out
We called the girls at the MGM and told them to meet us at Zuri bar at 10:00pm so we could eventually make our way over to Ghostbar and the Playboy club. Walking into the MGM Grand, a promoter stopped us and tried to get us to go to Studio 54 but we politely declined. He then informed us there was a free Absolut bar until 11pm, SOLD. We went to Studio 54, drank, drank and drank some more and then danced our faces off. To be honest, we probably enjoyed Studio 54 the most because of the dancefloor, the dj mix and the free drinks that were NOT rail. Around midnight we headed over to the Palms at which point everyone was still MOSTLY good although Sam’s shoes were starting to cause trouble. We went to Ghostbar which was packed but unfortunately nobody was dancing. In fact everyone was standing with their drinks in hand looking around, not quite our scene. So then we headed over to the playboy club. I talked to doorman, I’m on this list with this many chicks. He looks over my shoulder, looks back at me and goes “your girl can’t get in with no shoes”. I look over and Sam is sprawled out at a slot machine with no shoes in sight. WTF. Her shoes are now just MISSING. 6 of us and no one could account for her damn shoes. 4 of us go up to the club and come back in about 10 minutes. Same exact deal, no one was dancing, just standing staring. At this point we decide to head back to TI to regroup and grab Sam some shoes. We then set off for Magaritaville but get sidetracked by Rockhouse outside of the Imperial. There are pictures of us on the stripper poles and in the cages…. At that point Lisa and Sam called it a night. Janey and I decide to keep going, we finally make it to Margaritaville but it was closed…back to Rockhouse it is. By the time we got there we decided we were done and we took a cab ACROSS THE STREET to TI. Like literally across the street, we just couldn’t make it. As we were leaving the cab I notice an unopened beer in the seat pocket…don’t mind if I do! So I grab it, go up to the room, Janey drinks the beer alone while I faceplant in my bed...
The Players:
Original Cast/the drinkers/friends from elementary and middle school – me, Samantha, Lisa and Janey*
New Members/gamblers (I’ve known Dani less than a year) – Danielle* and Anna*
*denotes Vegas Virgin
Day 1
I made Anna and Dani spend the night at my house so I didn’t have to worry about them getting to the airport. We left my house at 3:40, to meet a cab at 4am at my friend Lisa’s house for our 6am flight. When I arrived at Lisa’s mom’s house not a single light was on. I had to jimmy the lock on her car, hit the garage door opener and for all intents and purposes break into Lisa’s house where I found her out cold with the alarm clock SCREAMING in her ear. Lucky for her the cab didn’t arrive until 4:02 so she had JUST enough time to pull on sweats and be out the door. We made the flight with no troubles (my luggage was 47.5lbs) and had a layover in Detroit that was about 45 minutes. Everyone took a pee break and decided to get a cup of coffee. As we were standing in line at Caribou we hear “final boarding call for flight 2429 to Las Vegas”. It was just like a scene in a movie: we look at each other in HORROR and then make a mad dash back to our seats, grab our stuff and run down the terminal screaming “HOLD THE PLANE!!!!”. Everyone made it aboard, that time (obvious foreshadowing).
Vegas Arrival
4 of us stayed at TI and 2 at MGM. The two of us on the flight that were at TI checked in at 11am with no problems. Dani and Anna who stayed at MGM had to wait until 1pm. I did not try the $20 trick because I was checking in for 2 rooms and asked for adjoining rooms. After that little request the clerk reminded me that checkin was officially at 3pm and I didn’t think I needed to rock the boat so we had a lovely view of the Trump building and NOTHING else. We were still waiting for 2 more of the girls to arrive in Vegas so we decided to walk the strip. We’d had a couple of drinks when Anna decided she HAD to eat and the only place she would consider was the effing buffet at Harrahs. No joke. Lisa and I both agreed that this was the only bone we would throw Anna and Danielle and from that point forward we would do us and let them do them. About 30 minutes later, Sam arrived and so Lisa and I left the buffet to go meet her back at the casino. We’d been drinking $1 margarita’s with extra shots of cuervo so we decided to stop and grab Sam one as her first official drink. Everyone at the bar thought our “and a shot of cuervo” was a great idea since those margaritas were so weak. As we are walking/running back to TI in the rain, I hear a scream and turn around…Lisa (all 5’10.75 inches of her) has completely wiped out and spilled margarita all over herself. Fail. We finally make it to TI, buy ourselves Citrons on ice, head up to the room and SCREAM BLOODY MURDER!!! Vegas baby, fist pump, let the dogs out, YEEA!!!!!!!!!!!! The three of us decide to go down to Kahunaville and have a drink (or 2) while waiting for our third friend Janey to arrive in Vegas. She flew in from JAX but was delayed in Ft. Worth (bummer). At Kahunaville, Sam and I decide to go big. We get the HUGE 48oz goblet and Lisa punks out and gets the 24oz cup. Sam and I trash talked her until she manned up and ordered a goblet as well. At that point Sam decided it was time for her first shot of Jameson (gag). Janey finally called and said she was in a cab on the way to TI so we went screaming down to the lobby and did more Vegas baby, fist pumping, letting dogs out screaming. At that point we decided to get Janey food and to hit up a liquor store for a bottle of Citron and a bottle of Bicardi. We all took a nap and set the alarms for 8pm so we could get ready to GO.
1st Night Out
We called the girls at the MGM and told them to meet us at Zuri bar at 10:00pm so we could eventually make our way over to Ghostbar and the Playboy club. Walking into the MGM Grand, a promoter stopped us and tried to get us to go to Studio 54 but we politely declined. He then informed us there was a free Absolut bar until 11pm, SOLD. We went to Studio 54, drank, drank and drank some more and then danced our faces off. To be honest, we probably enjoyed Studio 54 the most because of the dancefloor, the dj mix and the free drinks that were NOT rail. Around midnight we headed over to the Palms at which point everyone was still MOSTLY good although Sam’s shoes were starting to cause trouble. We went to Ghostbar which was packed but unfortunately nobody was dancing. In fact everyone was standing with their drinks in hand looking around, not quite our scene. So then we headed over to the playboy club. I talked to doorman, I’m on this list with this many chicks. He looks over my shoulder, looks back at me and goes “your girl can’t get in with no shoes”. I look over and Sam is sprawled out at a slot machine with no shoes in sight. WTF. Her shoes are now just MISSING. 6 of us and no one could account for her damn shoes. 4 of us go up to the club and come back in about 10 minutes. Same exact deal, no one was dancing, just standing staring. At this point we decide to head back to TI to regroup and grab Sam some shoes. We then set off for Magaritaville but get sidetracked by Rockhouse outside of the Imperial. There are pictures of us on the stripper poles and in the cages…. At that point Lisa and Sam called it a night. Janey and I decide to keep going, we finally make it to Margaritaville but it was closed…back to Rockhouse it is. By the time we got there we decided we were done and we took a cab ACROSS THE STREET to TI. Like literally across the street, we just couldn’t make it. As we were leaving the cab I notice an unopened beer in the seat pocket…don’t mind if I do! So I grab it, go up to the room, Janey drinks the beer alone while I faceplant in my bed...
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