Day 1 – How bout that ride in, Check In, Fat Tuesdays and TAO
So after 9 days in Hawaii and LA which included Kobe winning the game for the Lakers in Triple OT and my mate getting arrested in Hawaii for jumping in a cop car and playing with the sirens, it was time for silly games in Vegas. So all 5 of us are up bright and early and we pack into our Lincoln Navigator (small house) and make the trip to Vegas. Everyone was pretty keen and excited to get amongst it, especially after 4 pretty placid days in LA (except for 1 night which I will not go into here).
Stopping only once at Barstow for a quick Subway feed, we soon saw all the shiny things of Vegas and the Driver and I both sitting in the front seats straight away lost it. But not before spotting what could have been the most absoloute weirdest name for a road I’ve ever seen in my life. Honestly the name of the road was …. Zzyzx Rd. I mean come on are you serious? Zzyzx Rd. I mean did Peter Griffin pick that road with his Wheel of Fortune letters? “Uh yeah I’ll have a Z…a Z…..a Batman Symbol”. After about 20 minutes of laughter and photos, on we went. We knew debauchery and looseness were not far off. For anyone who has been to Vegas, and for those of you still yet to go, HOW F*CKING GOOD IS IT!?!?!?! It truly is the ultimate playground for adults. Anyway after some high fiving (too much nearly causing us to go off the road) we composed ourself and into Planet Hollywood Westgate Towers we went.
Did the $20 sandwich trick and got upgraded from a 1400 sq ft 2br suite on the 20th floor to a 1700 sq. ft room on the 50th floor (out of 56) we were quite happy with it although looking back I probably should of tipped her more.
So we got settled into our room which was a complete joke! Never been in a room like it, dead set like a palace. I nearly broke into tears at the sheer awesomeness of it. After a lot of yelling, screaming, laughing and wolfpack quotes, it was game time.
Went straight down to Fat Tuesdays and ordered ourselves a 32oz yard glass, my preferred choice was the 190 Octane (i think thats that it was) and Eye Candy. I seriously could of drunk those all day. My mate J couldn't help himself and ended up getting a 100oz Mug which seriously took him HOURS to finish, although watching him drink it was quite hilarious, as he would go from sober to somewhat smashed over time and it was interesting to see the changes in his speech and movement.
Anyway so it was about 3-4pm and basically the next few hours consisted of pregaming in the room with our drinks, which by now there were a small army of yard glasses in our room. By 9pm we all stumbled our way to the showers, got ready and hopped in a cab. It was TAO time baby.
After getting lost in the venetian and after a lot of swearing and "Where the f*ck is this place!?!?" we finally arrived at Tao. Absoloute ridiculous line going around corners, out the strip, out of Nevada. After some rubbish talk to the doorman, we were all put on the guestlist and went straight to the front of the line. I think the doorman was just happy to get rid of us as we were babbling and really talking about not much. Then a blip, one of the boys we met in Hawaii who met us Vegas wasen't wearing a collored shirt, so we waited while he bought some cheap sh!t in one of the stores next door. OK so he has one and YESSSS were finally in our 1st club in Vegas.
Walking up to the bar, I ordered 3 soco's and 3 shots of white sambuca. $63.00 - UM...EXCUSE ME?? After 10 minutes of haggling and debating the bill with the bartender, I explain to no one in particular how bullsh!t that bill was and fortunatley two girls hear me complaining and come over to hear more of le aussie accent. Unfortunatley for them I told them I would come meet them at thier table, but completley forgot 5 minutes later. No matter.
So we're in the middle of Tao and its seriously a clusterf*ck. 9 million people on the dancefloor and just trying to dance is difficult. Lucky for me im only 5'7" and 75kg so I slip in undetected to this group of girls and start weaving the magic. Unfortunatley I dont think they saw me, and somehow end up on the outer rim of the group and still trying to get back in and BANG! What had happened is I was dancing too close to the velvet rope seperating the peasants and the cool table service kids, and I had tripped over the rope and went flying into the table, thank god I didn't break anything. So security pick me up and throw me back into the crowd, weeeeee!!!
To be honest this was an unproductive night for me and ended up leaving around 3am as I was absoloutley wrecked!!!
So speaking to my mates the next day I find out the following
My mate J, who is one of the biggest blokes you’ll ever meet, ended up getting some with some Swedish bird who nearly bit half of his top lip off, checking out his war wounds the next day I felt sorry for the big guy. It almost looked as though he’d been in a fight. I wasen’t far off. As he told me the next day, while he was at Tao, this massive fight broke out in front of him and he ended up getting hit in the chest, before bouncers absoloutley eclipsed the two guys fighting and threw them out.
What happened to him was he ended up losing all the boys around 3-4am, ended up at Spearmint Rhino with some narcotics detective from New York, and the way he told me the story about Spearmint Rhino the next day, he was like a little kid, couldn’t believe how excited he was. He wouldn’t shut up about the place all day. "Oh man $10 bucks was all I needed..oh man we gotta go...WE GOTTA GO!!!!"
Day 2 and 3 to follow - including Kendra Wilkinson's private party.
Here is a little tidbit about the next day…
“So me and my mate are stumbling back after a massive night at the Palms and we see this grenade about 10m in front of us, we’re pretty toey and a roast looked on the cards. Getting very excited now. We get in the lift with her and just make idle chit chat, she gets out at the 50th floor, hmm how strange we’re on the 50th floor as well. She’s walking about 5m in front of us when she stops. At 5019. OUR F*CKING ROOM! WTF? She starts knocking on the door and it just gets weirder from there…”
So after 9 days in Hawaii and LA which included Kobe winning the game for the Lakers in Triple OT and my mate getting arrested in Hawaii for jumping in a cop car and playing with the sirens, it was time for silly games in Vegas. So all 5 of us are up bright and early and we pack into our Lincoln Navigator (small house) and make the trip to Vegas. Everyone was pretty keen and excited to get amongst it, especially after 4 pretty placid days in LA (except for 1 night which I will not go into here).
Stopping only once at Barstow for a quick Subway feed, we soon saw all the shiny things of Vegas and the Driver and I both sitting in the front seats straight away lost it. But not before spotting what could have been the most absoloute weirdest name for a road I’ve ever seen in my life. Honestly the name of the road was …. Zzyzx Rd. I mean come on are you serious? Zzyzx Rd. I mean did Peter Griffin pick that road with his Wheel of Fortune letters? “Uh yeah I’ll have a Z…a Z…..a Batman Symbol”. After about 20 minutes of laughter and photos, on we went. We knew debauchery and looseness were not far off. For anyone who has been to Vegas, and for those of you still yet to go, HOW F*CKING GOOD IS IT!?!?!?! It truly is the ultimate playground for adults. Anyway after some high fiving (too much nearly causing us to go off the road) we composed ourself and into Planet Hollywood Westgate Towers we went.
Did the $20 sandwich trick and got upgraded from a 1400 sq ft 2br suite on the 20th floor to a 1700 sq. ft room on the 50th floor (out of 56) we were quite happy with it although looking back I probably should of tipped her more.
So we got settled into our room which was a complete joke! Never been in a room like it, dead set like a palace. I nearly broke into tears at the sheer awesomeness of it. After a lot of yelling, screaming, laughing and wolfpack quotes, it was game time.
Went straight down to Fat Tuesdays and ordered ourselves a 32oz yard glass, my preferred choice was the 190 Octane (i think thats that it was) and Eye Candy. I seriously could of drunk those all day. My mate J couldn't help himself and ended up getting a 100oz Mug which seriously took him HOURS to finish, although watching him drink it was quite hilarious, as he would go from sober to somewhat smashed over time and it was interesting to see the changes in his speech and movement.
Anyway so it was about 3-4pm and basically the next few hours consisted of pregaming in the room with our drinks, which by now there were a small army of yard glasses in our room. By 9pm we all stumbled our way to the showers, got ready and hopped in a cab. It was TAO time baby.
After getting lost in the venetian and after a lot of swearing and "Where the f*ck is this place!?!?" we finally arrived at Tao. Absoloute ridiculous line going around corners, out the strip, out of Nevada. After some rubbish talk to the doorman, we were all put on the guestlist and went straight to the front of the line. I think the doorman was just happy to get rid of us as we were babbling and really talking about not much. Then a blip, one of the boys we met in Hawaii who met us Vegas wasen't wearing a collored shirt, so we waited while he bought some cheap sh!t in one of the stores next door. OK so he has one and YESSSS were finally in our 1st club in Vegas.
Walking up to the bar, I ordered 3 soco's and 3 shots of white sambuca. $63.00 - UM...EXCUSE ME?? After 10 minutes of haggling and debating the bill with the bartender, I explain to no one in particular how bullsh!t that bill was and fortunatley two girls hear me complaining and come over to hear more of le aussie accent. Unfortunatley for them I told them I would come meet them at thier table, but completley forgot 5 minutes later. No matter.
So we're in the middle of Tao and its seriously a clusterf*ck. 9 million people on the dancefloor and just trying to dance is difficult. Lucky for me im only 5'7" and 75kg so I slip in undetected to this group of girls and start weaving the magic. Unfortunatley I dont think they saw me, and somehow end up on the outer rim of the group and still trying to get back in and BANG! What had happened is I was dancing too close to the velvet rope seperating the peasants and the cool table service kids, and I had tripped over the rope and went flying into the table, thank god I didn't break anything. So security pick me up and throw me back into the crowd, weeeeee!!!
To be honest this was an unproductive night for me and ended up leaving around 3am as I was absoloutley wrecked!!!
So speaking to my mates the next day I find out the following
My mate J, who is one of the biggest blokes you’ll ever meet, ended up getting some with some Swedish bird who nearly bit half of his top lip off, checking out his war wounds the next day I felt sorry for the big guy. It almost looked as though he’d been in a fight. I wasen’t far off. As he told me the next day, while he was at Tao, this massive fight broke out in front of him and he ended up getting hit in the chest, before bouncers absoloutley eclipsed the two guys fighting and threw them out.
What happened to him was he ended up losing all the boys around 3-4am, ended up at Spearmint Rhino with some narcotics detective from New York, and the way he told me the story about Spearmint Rhino the next day, he was like a little kid, couldn’t believe how excited he was. He wouldn’t shut up about the place all day. "Oh man $10 bucks was all I needed..oh man we gotta go...WE GOTTA GO!!!!"
Day 2 and 3 to follow - including Kendra Wilkinson's private party.
Here is a little tidbit about the next day…
“So me and my mate are stumbling back after a massive night at the Palms and we see this grenade about 10m in front of us, we’re pretty toey and a roast looked on the cards. Getting very excited now. We get in the lift with her and just make idle chit chat, she gets out at the 50th floor, hmm how strange we’re on the 50th floor as well. She’s walking about 5m in front of us when she stops. At 5019. OUR F*CKING ROOM! WTF? She starts knocking on the door and it just gets weirder from there…”
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