Wed.
My trip didn't get off to the good start. I get to JFK at around 7:30am for a 9:55 flight. The lines were huge to checking your bags in at Delta as well as security. I didn't get through security till 9:20. I rushed to the gate to only find out the plane is delayed. Once we boarded we were stuck 2 more hours on the runways as the busiest airport in the US was only using 1 runway due to 40 mph wind...Note to everyone coming to NYC, use LaGuardia or Newark.
I finally make it McCarran and I follow a group to the shuttle buses. I always hated walking up and down that taxi line. This was much quicker and only like 6-7 dollars. I finally made it to Ceasars at 4:30 only to see a huge line for check in. But I recalled getting a text to picck up my keys at the bell desk. This took 3 minutes and right to my room. Since I was here by myself for this day, I decide to go gambling. Huge mistake as I lost a ton playing roulette and black jack. I should have stuck with craps as I was doing well. After cutting my losses, I just hit the various Ceasars bars one by one and meet a bunch of people that I hang out later in my trip. I didn't eat all day and decide to go to bed at 2am.
Thursday
I wake up at 4am from my druken stupor and decide to go to the bar in front of the casino. I'm just drinking at the bar and notice a ton of people stumbling in. I ended up sharing a table with a couple who are in town for a wedding. This is worth noting as I ended up going to that cocktail hour on Friday. I also end up hanging out with a couple of guys in their 40s. They manage to pull 3 beautiful women to our table. But we find out they are hookers just working the room. I recall just having normal conversations with them. I don't recalled being propositioned. Once they left a group of 3 ladies come to our table. Also another drunk 20 something year old joins us. The 3ladies looked like they were in their 30s. But once the 20 year old guy is sitting on one of the ladies laps and whispering in her ears, she says I'm probably old enough to be your mother. It turns out they were in their 40s and all from the tristate area (NY/NJ/CT). I ended up giving my number to them in case they ever want to go out in NYC. They left to gamble. After that the 20 y/o's buddy comes to bring him to his room. He ends up staying for a few drinks and after he finds out where I went to college, he tells me that Drew Henson is staying in their room. Let's say if this guy didn't take a signing bonus with the Yankees, Tom Brady wouldn't be who he is. Drew Henson started over Brady when they played together and would have played the two years after that. He didn't make it as a Yankee either. His buddy said weed destroyed his career. I was supposed to meet him, but something more important came along on my end. At around this time, my one buddy finally makes it to Vegas and we go back to the room. He shows up with a small bottle of rum and we finish it. I passed out until he woke me up in time for college hoops. We spend the whole night watching hoops and gamble for a bit. He goes to bed as he had a conference call the next day for work. I end up walking up and down the strip for a bit. Then I returned at around 3:30. Somehow I manage to see two girls dancing in a cage and the pussy cat doll girls dealers at their pits. I'm not sure how I missed this area of the casino. They wear these cute hats (as if that's the first thing I notice) and the skimpiest outfits. All these girls looked like stripper matterial. But all I have to say is WOW. So I have all these drink tickets from the sportsbook and hang out at the bar near the sportsbook. I end up talking to 3 girls from Denmark who just got out from Pure. They weren't getting my stupid jokes. Definitely because of the culture diffrences. Then some guy that was annoying them at Pure, comes over and sits by us. He seemed cool for a bit until he starts yelling at one of the girls. He suddenly passes out at the bar. Security came over to try to get him up and leave. He doesn't respond. They whip out the smelling salts and he ends up slapping one of the security guards. They just grap him and escort him out.
I'll continue the rest later on. Sneak peek: My Friday, and Saturday gets good. Sunday is pretty lame. Monday was funny
My trip didn't get off to the good start. I get to JFK at around 7:30am for a 9:55 flight. The lines were huge to checking your bags in at Delta as well as security. I didn't get through security till 9:20. I rushed to the gate to only find out the plane is delayed. Once we boarded we were stuck 2 more hours on the runways as the busiest airport in the US was only using 1 runway due to 40 mph wind...Note to everyone coming to NYC, use LaGuardia or Newark.
I finally make it McCarran and I follow a group to the shuttle buses. I always hated walking up and down that taxi line. This was much quicker and only like 6-7 dollars. I finally made it to Ceasars at 4:30 only to see a huge line for check in. But I recalled getting a text to picck up my keys at the bell desk. This took 3 minutes and right to my room. Since I was here by myself for this day, I decide to go gambling. Huge mistake as I lost a ton playing roulette and black jack. I should have stuck with craps as I was doing well. After cutting my losses, I just hit the various Ceasars bars one by one and meet a bunch of people that I hang out later in my trip. I didn't eat all day and decide to go to bed at 2am.
Thursday
I wake up at 4am from my druken stupor and decide to go to the bar in front of the casino. I'm just drinking at the bar and notice a ton of people stumbling in. I ended up sharing a table with a couple who are in town for a wedding. This is worth noting as I ended up going to that cocktail hour on Friday. I also end up hanging out with a couple of guys in their 40s. They manage to pull 3 beautiful women to our table. But we find out they are hookers just working the room. I recall just having normal conversations with them. I don't recalled being propositioned. Once they left a group of 3 ladies come to our table. Also another drunk 20 something year old joins us. The 3ladies looked like they were in their 30s. But once the 20 year old guy is sitting on one of the ladies laps and whispering in her ears, she says I'm probably old enough to be your mother. It turns out they were in their 40s and all from the tristate area (NY/NJ/CT). I ended up giving my number to them in case they ever want to go out in NYC. They left to gamble. After that the 20 y/o's buddy comes to bring him to his room. He ends up staying for a few drinks and after he finds out where I went to college, he tells me that Drew Henson is staying in their room. Let's say if this guy didn't take a signing bonus with the Yankees, Tom Brady wouldn't be who he is. Drew Henson started over Brady when they played together and would have played the two years after that. He didn't make it as a Yankee either. His buddy said weed destroyed his career. I was supposed to meet him, but something more important came along on my end. At around this time, my one buddy finally makes it to Vegas and we go back to the room. He shows up with a small bottle of rum and we finish it. I passed out until he woke me up in time for college hoops. We spend the whole night watching hoops and gamble for a bit. He goes to bed as he had a conference call the next day for work. I end up walking up and down the strip for a bit. Then I returned at around 3:30. Somehow I manage to see two girls dancing in a cage and the pussy cat doll girls dealers at their pits. I'm not sure how I missed this area of the casino. They wear these cute hats (as if that's the first thing I notice) and the skimpiest outfits. All these girls looked like stripper matterial. But all I have to say is WOW. So I have all these drink tickets from the sportsbook and hang out at the bar near the sportsbook. I end up talking to 3 girls from Denmark who just got out from Pure. They weren't getting my stupid jokes. Definitely because of the culture diffrences. Then some guy that was annoying them at Pure, comes over and sits by us. He seemed cool for a bit until he starts yelling at one of the girls. He suddenly passes out at the bar. Security came over to try to get him up and leave. He doesn't respond. They whip out the smelling salts and he ends up slapping one of the security guards. They just grap him and escort him out.
I'll continue the rest later on. Sneak peek: My Friday, and Saturday gets good. Sunday is pretty lame. Monday was funny
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