How was your first time?

[Cisco419]

Well I did some research and I was not able to find any threads on people's first time so I figured I'd start one and see where it goes. Share your first time ever to Vegas and not when you were a kid with your folks or anything like that, more like Irock's story in his intro. I'll start it off...

My first time out there was sometime in July back in 06. I had just broken up with my fiance so I was a bit down when a friend of mine suggested I take a trip to Vegas and forget everything, she offered to go with me so we went. We drove out on a Tuesday morning after work, we were working graveyard at the time, we end up getting there sometime around 5 that afternoon due to traffic. We check in at the Palms and immediately take a nap cause we had both been up since sometime Monday afternoon. We get up about an hour later and get some food, I get my first drink in which was a Kamikazi. We eat and decide lets hit the strip to gamble some, at the time I wasnt too into clubbing or anything like that plus it was a Tuesday and I didn't really want to party. We hit up a few places, cant really remember which casino's, but I end up down like $200 then I stick a 20 in a machine waiting for some drinks and win the 200 back. By this point I was about 6 or 7 Kamikazis in so I start playing blackjack next thing I know I'm about 12 Kami's deep and we end up getting back to the room sometime around 6 or 7. When I wake up that afternoon I had about 1500 in the safe I was like wtf?!? my friend said I was plasterred and would walk up to a bj dealer put 200 down and play a hand only because she was cute, win then walk away. lol So I'm like sweet! tonight is on me, I take 500 out with me and we do the same thing except this time i didnt win but now biggie since I still had 1g in the room. We end up going over to Red Rock on Thursday since it was our last day and I gambled there for about 4-5 hours, lost like 300 and call it a day and we end up coming back home that afternoon cause we had to work that night. All in all it was an awesome first time, even though I dont remember much, and it was just what I needed after my break up.

[dnix]

The is the first pic I took on my first trip to Vegas. It pretty much sums up my trip.

[ocTICK]

It was a simplier time.
I was 17, my friends were 16, and we did an impromtu take the car, go anywhere, and decided to drive to Vegas. We had to have my dad's friend in Vegas get a hotel for me. Who knew you had to be 18 to get a hotel room.

6 cases of beer, 3 trips to Wet 'n Wild (one of which I snuck into), countless of shot down pick up attempts, and one broken Street Fighter 2 game that I accidently broke with my fist, I fell in love even at that early age.

As for the next time, I showed up was sometime after I was 21, but I can't remember much of the details. But, this seems to be a theme in most of my Vegas trips.

[ashroid]

My first time in VEGAS (of legal age)...

took me 39 hours by Greyhound to get there and involved an arrest for armed robbery, an underage runaway and an almost incident with a released convict who had a swastika tattoo all over his back and smoking MJ in Bakersfield.

I got so hammered on my last night that I missed my bus.

On the way home on a 42 bus ride involved sitting beside a guy who'd just been released from jail, a recovering drug addict, a 16 y.o. girl and her 15 y.o. boyfriend running away from home, a 14 y.o. girl that was 2 weeks pregnant, a grandfather travelling to pick up his granddaughter from his drug addicted daughter finishing it off with a 60+ y.o. man suffering from early signs of dementia dropping a load just a wee bit short from the bus bathroom - resulting in opening all the windows of the bus and being delayed in Coeur D'Alene while the driver had to wash and air out the bus.

[nyc2vegas]

took me 39 hours by Greyhound to get there and involved an arrest for armed robbery, an underage runaway and an almost incident with a released convict who had a swastika tattoo all over his back and smoking MJ in Bakersfield.

I got so hammered on my last night that I missed my bus.

On the way home on a 42 bus ride involved sitting beside a guy who'd just been released from jail, a recovering drug addict, a 16 y.o. girl and her 15 y.o. boyfriend running away from home, a 14 y.o. girl that was 2 weeks pregnant, a grandfather travelling to pick up his granddaughter from his drug addicted daughter finishing it off with a 60+ y.o. man suffering from early signs of dementia dropping a load just a wee bit short from the bus bathroom - resulting in opening all the windows of the bus and being delayed in Coeur D'Alene while the driver had to wash and air out the bus.

sounds like john rockers ride on a ny subway several years ago!!

[ashroid]

My second time of legal age...

involved getting off a Greyhound (again) and going straight to "The Beach" (anyone remember that club?!) by myself, getting hammered and passing out in a bathroom stall for three hours.

I had no room booked so I took a cab and searched the strip for a cheap room. Riviera was charging 79.00 for 6 hours, so I just took a cab to the airport and passed out there.

I had to meet my parents, who were flying in the next day/that day. I passed out until 3 pm and they'd already landed and checked in - at Circus Circus (they had used one of those timeshare promo trips).

[yo vanilla]

My first time in LV... It was July 2000. My wife and I came through on the return leg of our honeymoon, a 6500 mile roadtrip of more than 2 weeks. We left LA early in the morning and hit a traffic jam outside of LV; they were laying asphalt, we were down to one lane and crawling for a good 2 hours. It was 114F and the engine was getting hot so I had to turn off the a/c to take load off (the engine).

We finally got there, stayed at the Boardwalk casino next to Monte Carlo for $32/night. And we didn't do much; the heat from the traffic jam (plus the whole trip) sucked the energy right out of us. So we did some exploring; went to MC, Excalibur, MGM, the M&M store, NYNY during the day. Walked north to the Mirage at night. Did a little gambling (we were promtly carded, looking as young as we did, and still do). I remember eating at the Boardwalk's buffet (terrible) and had a steak sandwich at midnight in a casino eatery.

We were going to stay a few days, but were so worn out from everything we left the next morning. Drove nearly straight home; made it in 30 hours which included 3 hours sleep at a Nebraska rest stop, 1-2 hour delay in Iowa for tornados, a couple of meals, and a seriously slow crawl from Madison to Oshkosh because I'd be damned if I came all that way just to ram a deer a few miles from home lol.

Made it back the second time last year for a 4 day weekend, doing it again in 2 weeks.

[partyinvegas25]

Well...my first trip to Vegas was pretty fun overall. Hope this isn't too long!

It was Nov 06, I was 22 and went with my sister (she was 32). She'd been to Vegas a million times. So, we drove from Phoenix and got in around 3am. We had GPS and a map, but we still got lost! I'm driving on Lv blvd when this car cuts me off. So, I beeped. BIG mistake. He proceeded to race beside me, cut in at the last second, and slam on his brakes. I slammed on mine and skidded into the other lane. Thank god no one was next to us. He messed with us for the next ten mins, it was really scary. Finally, we made it to the Aladdin-in process of renovation. So, next night we went to see Bill Maher at Caesars which was really fun. Pretty tame night. We got massages the next day which were amazing.

Friday night, my sis wants to play craps. I basically just watched the whole night, too afraid to gamble since I didn't really get it. The cocktail waitress brought me the GLASSES of champagne (prob 6 to 9 oz) to both of us. Champ goes to both of our heads pretty quickly. We drank for about four hours, and at 2am decided to try studio 54. We get in line and a bouncer looking dude comes over and says, "Come with me, you ladies don't have to wait." He brings us to the front and we are going in, EXCEPT he intros me to his friend. Now, I had a BF then (now DH) and this guy was like 38 and NOT cute, really dorky. So, b/c we were hammered we let them buy us strong drinks and danced. At one point we went to the bathroom and discussed leaving, but didn't. So, we told them we were hungry and they said, well, let's go and get something at Venetian. Okay. We get in the car-STUPID-and they bring us to their hotel room. WTF just happened? So, I sit in the living room when I finally sober up and am like, holy shit, I can't do this, I could get raped. My sister passes out on the bed. They both start talking to me like, why are you with your bf for so long? Why don't you have fun? What happens here stays here...As if! Esp since you are not good looking, either of you...anyway, they were gross and so my sis was not waking up-cold water, SCREAMING in her face-she was dead to the world. I called her hubby who yelled through the phone to wake her. She finally got up I dragged her ass out of there practically running down the halls of Venetian at 5am. What a sight we were! We grab a cab but the cabbie won't drop us off at aladdin...he's like, I don't know where to go. So we get dropped off on a side road, have to climb through bushes to make it to the hotel. My heels had mud all over them. So, we make it back. We get in the elevator with these party boys who are all talking big. So, I try to hit our floor number and they won't let me. They were like, "You guys are coming with us." So, I jump out, grab sis, and press a bunch of random numbers and say fuck off just as the doors close. So at least they had to stop at every floor. I was in total bitch mode...finally back at the room, I'm a sobbing mess when I call BF to tell him what happened. He was calm on the phone but pissed that I went to some guys room...obviously, since anything could have happened.
Next few days were calm, I played craps and won which was cool.
My vegas trips since have been fun, but luckily I haven't had to deal with dead to the world drunk ppl while trapped in some room with two random guys!

[partyinvegas25]

took me 39 hours by Greyhound to get there and involved an arrest for armed robbery, an underage runaway and an almost incident with a released convict who had a swastika tattoo all over his back and smoking MJ in Bakersfield.

I got so hammered on my last night that I missed my bus.

On the way home on a 42 bus ride involved sitting beside a guy who'd just been released from jail, a recovering drug addict, a 16 y.o. girl and her 15 y.o. boyfriend running away from home, a 14 y.o. girl that was 2 weeks pregnant, a grandfather travelling to pick up his granddaughter from his drug addicted daughter finishing it off with a 60+ y.o. man suffering from early signs of dementia dropping a load just a wee bit short from the bus bathroom - resulting in opening all the windows of the bus and being delayed in Coeur D'Alene while the driver had to wash and air out the bus.

That is a nightmare! Good to know...don't take cross country bus trips!

[blibblab]

My first time was... well, disappointing, in '04. Went with a buddy who I should've known not to go with - no disrespect to him, but you know there's just some friends you CAN'T go to Vegas with. He was in bed by 11PM one night, didn't like clubbing much, and wasn't a big gambler... Yeah...

Stayed at the Trop - mistake! The sight of 60 year old skeezs with a trashy hooker (redundant?) all over the place made my skin crawl.

Ran well at the Bellagio at the blackjack table - up a couple hundred... until my buddy sat down and played the cooler for the rest of the time. Didn't come away with much more than I bought in for, but that could've been my fault for not walking away in time.

Didn't really know many of the clubs at the time, so I only really partied at Ghostbar, Rum Jungle, and Rah... The night I went to Rum Jungle, I had one too many Volcanos (their drink with ample amount of Bicardi 151). Apparently my buddy had enough for the night around 1AM after I insisted that I'd be fine (thoroughly smashed, though). After that, I vaguely remember riding the tram from Mandalay to the Luxor up & down for a while until I stumbled around the south end of the strip for a while - seriously don't know what I did then. Finally found the Trop & my room, threw up, and fell asleep for an hour before I had to go to the airport.

[blibblab]

Well...my first trip to Vegas was pretty fun overall. Hope this isn't too long!

It was Nov 06, I was 22 and went with my sister (she was 32). She'd been to Vegas a million times. So, we drove from Phoenix and got in around 3am. We had GPS and a map, but we still got lost! I'm driving on Lv blvd when this car cuts me off. So, I beeped. BIG mistake. He proceeded to race beside me, cut in at the last second, and slam on his brakes. I slammed on mine and skidded into the other lane. Thank god no one was next to us. He messed with us for the next ten mins, it was really scary. Finally, we made it to the Aladdin-in process of renovation. So, next night we went to see Bill Maher at Caesars which was really fun. Pretty tame night. We got massages the next day which were amazing.

Friday night, my sis wants to play craps. I basically just watched the whole night, too afraid to gamble since I didn't really get it. The cocktail waitress brought me the GLASSES of champagne (prob 6 to 9 oz) to both of us. Champ goes to both of our heads pretty quickly. We drank for about four hours, and at 2am decided to try studio 54. We get in line and a bouncer looking dude comes over and says, "Come with me, you ladies don't have to wait." He brings us to the front and we are going in, EXCEPT he intros me to his friend. Now, I had a BF then (now DH) and this guy was like 38 and NOT cute, really dorky. So, b/c we were hammered we let them buy us strong drinks and danced. At one point we went to the bathroom and discussed leaving, but didn't. So, we told them we were hungry and they said, well, let's go and get something at Venetian. Okay. We get in the car-STUPID-and they bring us to their hotel room. WTF just happened? So, I sit in the living room when I finally sober up and am like, holy shit, I can't do this, I could get raped. My sister passes out on the bed. They both start talking to me like, why are you with your bf for so long? Why don't you have fun? What happens here stays here...As if! Esp since you are not good looking, either of you...anyway, they were gross and so my sis was not waking up-cold water, SCREAMING in her face-she was dead to the world. I called her hubby who yelled through the phone to wake her. She finally got up I dragged her ass out of there practically running down the halls of Venetian at 5am. What a sight we were! We grab a cab but the cabbie won't drop us off at aladdin...he's like, I don't know where to go. So we get dropped off on a side road, have to climb through bushes to make it to the hotel. My heels had mud all over them. So, we make it back. We get in the elevator with these party boys who are all talking big. So, I try to hit our floor number and they won't let me. They were like, "You guys are coming with us." So, I jump out, grab sis, and press a bunch of random numbers and say fuck off just as the doors close. So at least they had to stop at every floor. I was in total bitch mode...finally back at the room, I'm a sobbing mess when I call BF to tell him what happened. He was calm on the phone but pissed that I went to some guys room...obviously, since anything could have happened.
Next few days were calm, I played craps and won which was cool.
My vegas trips since have been fun, but luckily I haven't had to deal with dead to the world drunk ppl while trapped in some room with two random guys!

Yikes! Now that's scary - at least neither of them tried any ruphies with you and your sister or didn't really cross the line into criminal behavior.

[Cisco419]

There you go! That's what I'm talking about with the stories... keep em coming!

[partyinvegas25]

My first time was... well, disappointing, in '04. Went with a buddy who I should've known not to go with - no disrespect to him, but you know there's just some friends you CAN'T go to Vegas with. He was in bed by 11PM one night, didn't like clubbing much, and wasn't a big gambler... Yeah...

Stayed at the Trop - mistake! The sight of 60 year old skeezs with a trashy hooker (redundant?) all over the place made my skin crawl.

Ran well at the Bellagio at the blackjack table - up a couple hundred... until my buddy sat down and played the cooler for the rest of the time. Didn't come away with much more than I bought in for, but that could've been my fault for not walking away in time.

Didn't really know many of the clubs at the time, so I only really partied at Ghostbar, Rum Jungle, and Rah... The night I went to Rum Jungle, I had one too many Volcanos (their drink with ample amount of Bicardi 151). Apparently my buddy had enough for the night around 1AM after I insisted that I'd be fine (thoroughly smashed, though). After that, I vaguely remember riding the tram from Mandalay to the Luxor up & down for a while until I stumbled around the south end of the strip for a while - seriously don't know what I did then. Finally found the Trop & my room, threw up, and fell asleep for an hour before I had to go to the airport.

Oh, I know the feeling. I went one time with SO, a close girl friend, and me. We had finagled our way into a COMPED room at Casaers-big deal, b/c I got the code from a friend, we don't gamble enough, and SO called and got it-at check in, SO did the $20 trick and we got a great suite with two bathrooms.
Well, close friend just would not have fun. First night we went out for 2 hours and she wanted to go back. Next night we went to pure, which was a mess b/c I didn't know how it worked and we had a guy with us...anyway, after we got out of there, she was ready to quit. On sunday, we were having a great day downtown, drinking, having fun. We get ready to go to hofbrahaus for dinner. I was wearing a tee shirt, jean skirt, flip flops, SO in shorts/polo. She just had to wear this fancy dress...I'm like, I'm not changing, it's hofbrahaus and I want to have fun. So she gets all dressed up and then is PISSED when she sees that Hof is not dressy, and gets all mad at me, like I look like trailer trash. She wouldn't even go to hard rock later b/c she felt like she was way overdressed in our group. Dude, it's vegas, who the fuck cares, right? Well, we dropped her off and SO and I went out to Cleopatra's barge, which for us, that night, was so fun. We danced and drank til 3am. But, who has the nerve to complain on a free, awesome trip! We were more than accommodating, but just some ppl live to complain. Never again!

[KC2Vegas]

My first time was labor day weekend 07 opening day to lax. It was 3 guys and we stayed at the las vegas hilton. Got there around 11 am and started drinking we were trashed by 2 pm then went to 2 happy hours and got a dozen drinks. At about 8 pm we started getting ready for lax so we get there about 10 pm and it was packed the line was so long it had sections it was a three hr wait to get in so what do you do ? get drunk what else so there we are in line and this beautiful waitress comes along with red bull and vodka i never had it before but i was like okay why not.(keep in mind i was trashed by this time) so after about 6 or 7 of them i was so drunk 3 hrs felt like 45 min we even had fun in the line with a bunch of very sexy asian girls. So we finally get in and were having a blast before i know it its like 5 30 am and one of my buddies was leaving with one of the girls from the line so were like cool lets go to the strip club took a taxi and ended up at cheetahs. By this time i was barely walking a stripper on my lap and i started to pass out then a waitress comes over and says hun you cant sleep here so the stripper gets up and gets a bottled water and pours it in my mouth once that cold water hit me i was awake i went to bathroom stoped at the bar and got a corona and stayed there tell about 9 am. We started walking and got to a gas station for breakfest (yes still drunk) I rember looking at the strastphere and saying were not that far from the hiltion lets walk try to sober up after about 30 seconds we sayed lets get a cab.

After about 1 1/2 hrs of sleep i got up guess the red bull keep me going i was so hung over that i could not drink for the whole day and we hung out at old vegas all night and called it a early night .

Sunday woke up and 1 of my buddies was going back home cause he was in some financial trouble and went basically broke the first night ( like they say some guys cant handle vegas)
after he left went shopping at Caesars and was told that caesars had good clubs on sunday so got ready and went back to caesars and were standing in line at pure and i think jenny mcarthy was there. We got in and had a blast at pure i thought it was one of the nicest looking clubs i have ever seen and there was women all over the place. After pure i dont know why we decided to walk the strip back to the hilton (boy was that a mistake) took like 45 min or so went to sleep about 6 and had to get on the plane about 9.

I had some much fun that i have been going back ever year for labor day weekend. Vegas has opened my eyes and i know longer go out as much as i used to here in kansas city because it sucks.

Sorry so long

[partyinvegas25]

great story KC...I don't know how you went on so little sleep!
I try, but I still need about 4-5 hours even in Vegas