Trip Report Past & Present
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In order to give some context, I going to begin my trip report with a few stories that occurred in the past during my previous three Vegas trips… Tomorrow I will be hitting Vegas with 3 of my best friends and favorite people in the world… Herb, Sexual & DTJ (I’m gonna stick with nicknames to protect the guilty)… I’ve known DTJ, Sexual & Herb since at least middle school… We also went to the same college and have roomed together at times… We’ve done spring breaks, Southbeach, Cruises & bachelor parties, but nothing like our times in Vegas… My first trip to Vegas was July 2008 with DTJ and another friend who lived in Vegas at the time (We’ll call him “Rick the Ruler” or just “Ruler” for short)… Ruler had moved to Vegas after being fired from his job for banging two of his subordinates and igniting an at work love triangle catfight… Looking back on it, if “The Ruler” hadn’t moved out to Vegas I may have never made it out there…
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I'm just gonna say it like this... my first night in Vegas has got to be one of the best first night in Vegas experiences ever. *Like I had said, I traveled out to Vegas with DTJ to visit the Ruler who was living out there at the time… Back then I had little planned and figured the Ruler would plan everything… I do remember contemplating purchasing one of those get into every club passes off of some website, but never did… From the first moment I arrived I noticed the difference in energy that Vegas had. And remember, this is coming from someone who resides in South Florida… South Beach is great place to live but it doesn’t have a commercial that says what happens in South Beach stays in South Beach…
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After checking into Ceases Palace (Ruler had our room comped at Caesars Palace the first two nights and the Palazzo the second two nights) * and a quick unpack we hit the casino floor like fat kids in a sizzler steakhouse… Now, we have a Hardrock Hotel & Casino 10 mins from my condo but there is just something different about Vegas… Anyhow, back to the story… Somehow we make our way to RIO… How did we end up at he RIO you ask… Something about Ruler knowing some chick who may have blew him… We grab a bite to eat at some shitty cafeteria style place in the RIO… All I can really remember about the RIO is that it felt exactly like the scene in Swingers when Vince Vauhn and Jon Favreau get to that old off stip casino and all the old people stop what there doing to check them out… The energy was just not there… Needless to say we left rather quickly in search of that energy… Now I know that some are saying that this doesn’t sound like one of the best first night in Vegas history stories, but I assure you it gets better… This is where the mojo begins to change…
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When we get in a cab nobody knows where to go, and we are getting frustrated… It’s a Thursday night at 11:00… Ruler doesn’t know where to got, Wilker suggests Rain which I found out was not open on Thurs thanks to my Iphone… The only club that I even knew the name of thanks to my brother in law happened to be TRYST… So I tell the cab driver take us to TRYST… When I saw the ridiculous line I had two initial thoughts… 1) We found the right place 2) How in the hell are we going to get in… There must have been 300-500 people clamoring to get in this place… At this point my Southbeach instincts took over and I grabbed the first guy I could see that looked like he had pull and offered him 100 bucks to let us skip this massive line… and bam, We were in… + 50 dollar cover each of course… At that point I could care less… I was in Vegas… At “the spot” and I had a crown n’ ginger (What I used to drink back then) in my hand…
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As for the rest of our time at the club I can’t really tell you any details about what went on… I remember dancing, fist pumping, chatting up a chick on the patio, getting propositioned by a prostitute who I offered to have sex with if she paid me and just general nightclubbing… I think everybody gets it… At 4:30 as they normally do the club began to thin out and it was time to hit a casino floor… We somehow made it back to Caesars and it was on… General debauchery at its finest… High Fiving, Chanting, Singing, Cursing at the dealers… *just some really drunk blackjack play… And the best part was we were winning…
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After a quick lucrative blackjack run, I make my way over to a Craps table where Ruler was chatting up a rowdy bunch… It seemed like the action was around this table so I walk up and drop 50 down on the pass line… 50 was the table minimum… And they pass me the dice… Just before my first roll I figured out why this table had so much commotion… Antoine Walker was at the other end with his entire posse betting large stacks… Some context for those who don’t know… I’m a huge Miami Heat fan and Antoine Walker played for the Heat who had just won the Title… Just playing craps together would have been a nice night ending… Ok, sorry for the tangent but I figure it adds context…
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I begin my run by hitting a few quick numbers… (for those that don’t get Craps, I was doing good)… And then I hit a few more numbers… with longer runs in between… Everybody at the table was making money… Including me… This run was so good it was getting a little unbelieveable… Hive Fives soon turn to chest bumps, and those Chest bumps turned into hugs… towards the end of this run I have Antoine fanning me off and massaging my shoulders between throws… If this run isn't already insane enough, after throwing a 10 on a come out roll…Antoine puts 10,000 on the Hard 10… Again for those who don't play much craps if I roll two 5’s this guys wins over a hundred thousand dollars… He was screaming for a Hard 10, Hard 10… The table was chanting… Hard 10… Hard 10… Everybody… My wolfpack, his posse, Their Escorts, random hookers, the pit boss, even an old dude who was up early with his coffee was in on the chant… Hard 10, Hard 10… I even threw 50 on it with him… A few throws later the hard 10 comes and the table erupts… Between some Blackjack and that craps run I had won myself a grand or so and then out of blue a Thousand dollar chip comes flying at me courtesy of Antoine Walker… Antoine must have walked away with over $200,000… After a few more throws I rolled a 7 and it was over… on the way to the cashier I spoke with Antoine and told him that I was from Miami and a huge Heat Fan, we chatted for a bit and headed back to the hotel room for some much needed sleep… The next day I woke up a little dazed but felt much better when I had 3k and had only spent a few hundred out of my checking account… Off of the profit from that run, I kept winning more and more… Because I was betting more, I would win bigger amounts… I ended up purchasing bottle service for our wolfpack the rest of the trip… And that is the story of my first night in Vegas… Years laterI was sad to hear about Antoine's hard fortunes http://blogs.wsj.com/bankruptcy/2010...-debt-charges/
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Next story will involve falling asleep in a cab and waking up during an american pie style prostate orgasm... Which did not happen to me...
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In order to give some context, I going to begin my trip report with a few stories that occurred in the past during my previous three Vegas trips… Tomorrow I will be hitting Vegas with 3 of my best friends and favorite people in the world… Herb, Sexual & DTJ (I’m gonna stick with nicknames to protect the guilty)… I’ve known DTJ, Sexual & Herb since at least middle school… We also went to the same college and have roomed together at times… We’ve done spring breaks, Southbeach, Cruises & bachelor parties, but nothing like our times in Vegas… My first trip to Vegas was July 2008 with DTJ and another friend who lived in Vegas at the time (We’ll call him “Rick the Ruler” or just “Ruler” for short)… Ruler had moved to Vegas after being fired from his job for banging two of his subordinates and igniting an at work love triangle catfight… Looking back on it, if “The Ruler” hadn’t moved out to Vegas I may have never made it out there…
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I'm just gonna say it like this... my first night in Vegas has got to be one of the best first night in Vegas experiences ever. *Like I had said, I traveled out to Vegas with DTJ to visit the Ruler who was living out there at the time… Back then I had little planned and figured the Ruler would plan everything… I do remember contemplating purchasing one of those get into every club passes off of some website, but never did… From the first moment I arrived I noticed the difference in energy that Vegas had. And remember, this is coming from someone who resides in South Florida… South Beach is great place to live but it doesn’t have a commercial that says what happens in South Beach stays in South Beach…
*
After checking into Ceases Palace (Ruler had our room comped at Caesars Palace the first two nights and the Palazzo the second two nights) * and a quick unpack we hit the casino floor like fat kids in a sizzler steakhouse… Now, we have a Hardrock Hotel & Casino 10 mins from my condo but there is just something different about Vegas… Anyhow, back to the story… Somehow we make our way to RIO… How did we end up at he RIO you ask… Something about Ruler knowing some chick who may have blew him… We grab a bite to eat at some shitty cafeteria style place in the RIO… All I can really remember about the RIO is that it felt exactly like the scene in Swingers when Vince Vauhn and Jon Favreau get to that old off stip casino and all the old people stop what there doing to check them out… The energy was just not there… Needless to say we left rather quickly in search of that energy… Now I know that some are saying that this doesn’t sound like one of the best first night in Vegas history stories, but I assure you it gets better… This is where the mojo begins to change…
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When we get in a cab nobody knows where to go, and we are getting frustrated… It’s a Thursday night at 11:00… Ruler doesn’t know where to got, Wilker suggests Rain which I found out was not open on Thurs thanks to my Iphone… The only club that I even knew the name of thanks to my brother in law happened to be TRYST… So I tell the cab driver take us to TRYST… When I saw the ridiculous line I had two initial thoughts… 1) We found the right place 2) How in the hell are we going to get in… There must have been 300-500 people clamoring to get in this place… At this point my Southbeach instincts took over and I grabbed the first guy I could see that looked like he had pull and offered him 100 bucks to let us skip this massive line… and bam, We were in… + 50 dollar cover each of course… At that point I could care less… I was in Vegas… At “the spot” and I had a crown n’ ginger (What I used to drink back then) in my hand…
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As for the rest of our time at the club I can’t really tell you any details about what went on… I remember dancing, fist pumping, chatting up a chick on the patio, getting propositioned by a prostitute who I offered to have sex with if she paid me and just general nightclubbing… I think everybody gets it… At 4:30 as they normally do the club began to thin out and it was time to hit a casino floor… We somehow made it back to Caesars and it was on… General debauchery at its finest… High Fiving, Chanting, Singing, Cursing at the dealers… *just some really drunk blackjack play… And the best part was we were winning…
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After a quick lucrative blackjack run, I make my way over to a Craps table where Ruler was chatting up a rowdy bunch… It seemed like the action was around this table so I walk up and drop 50 down on the pass line… 50 was the table minimum… And they pass me the dice… Just before my first roll I figured out why this table had so much commotion… Antoine Walker was at the other end with his entire posse betting large stacks… Some context for those who don’t know… I’m a huge Miami Heat fan and Antoine Walker played for the Heat who had just won the Title… Just playing craps together would have been a nice night ending… Ok, sorry for the tangent but I figure it adds context…
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I begin my run by hitting a few quick numbers… (for those that don’t get Craps, I was doing good)… And then I hit a few more numbers… with longer runs in between… Everybody at the table was making money… Including me… This run was so good it was getting a little unbelieveable… Hive Fives soon turn to chest bumps, and those Chest bumps turned into hugs… towards the end of this run I have Antoine fanning me off and massaging my shoulders between throws… If this run isn't already insane enough, after throwing a 10 on a come out roll…Antoine puts 10,000 on the Hard 10… Again for those who don't play much craps if I roll two 5’s this guys wins over a hundred thousand dollars… He was screaming for a Hard 10, Hard 10… The table was chanting… Hard 10… Hard 10… Everybody… My wolfpack, his posse, Their Escorts, random hookers, the pit boss, even an old dude who was up early with his coffee was in on the chant… Hard 10, Hard 10… I even threw 50 on it with him… A few throws later the hard 10 comes and the table erupts… Between some Blackjack and that craps run I had won myself a grand or so and then out of blue a Thousand dollar chip comes flying at me courtesy of Antoine Walker… Antoine must have walked away with over $200,000… After a few more throws I rolled a 7 and it was over… on the way to the cashier I spoke with Antoine and told him that I was from Miami and a huge Heat Fan, we chatted for a bit and headed back to the hotel room for some much needed sleep… The next day I woke up a little dazed but felt much better when I had 3k and had only spent a few hundred out of my checking account… Off of the profit from that run, I kept winning more and more… Because I was betting more, I would win bigger amounts… I ended up purchasing bottle service for our wolfpack the rest of the trip… And that is the story of my first night in Vegas… Years laterI was sad to hear about Antoine's hard fortunes http://blogs.wsj.com/bankruptcy/2010...-debt-charges/
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Next story will involve falling asleep in a cab and waking up during an american pie style prostate orgasm... Which did not happen to me...
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