LDW 2012 - A female perspective

[Big35Hurt]

I'm impressed! Great read!

[KristinK]

Awesome TR - although it sounds like you need a new crew of girlfriends. I am happy to volunteer myself for your next trip.

[ashroid]

I think many more women CAN keep up, but are too shy or embarrassed to admit it. I almost might have bumped into you at Morillo.

[RandomOne]

Thanks for all the positive feedback, fellas. Think I may have to write anonymous TR's for all my Vegas trips! Lol
Hoping some more ladies will get on the bandwagon and show we can keep up with you guys in Vegas

[not a vet but no rookie]

Great TR, now if only I can get my boys to have the same ride or die attitude like RandomOne. Your TR reads like a great pregame story or halftime speech...go hard or stay home...and you give new meaning to the phrase "have a little fun"

this is why I stopped going to Vegas with certain people. Either they can't hang or they judge or both

[kman90]

Great TR, now if only I can get my boys to have the same ride or die attitude like RandomOne. Your TR reads like a great pregame story or halftime speech...go hard or stay home...and you give new meaning to the phrase "have a little fun"

[Virtualized]

nice...

[Jhaulotte]

Great TR. I enjoyed it.

[Chuck]

Cool to read from a lady's perspective...great TR!

[CantStopGrindin]

LOL, great read. I was very entertained.

[clientele]

sounds like you had great time! great report. def like hearing it from a woman's point of view.

[TULS]

Haha love it! good insight at just how cheeky the girls are, getting me geed up for my trip now!

[boags]

AWESOME TR!! - and thanks for opting to post the down and dirty version. Classic!!

[RandomOne]

Part 2:

We all wake up Sunday around noon. We had planned on hitting a pool party, but the girls are feeling pretty beat up from the alcohol the night before, and I’m not feeling so great myself. So we down some Gatorade, another vodka tonic to calm our stomachs, and head to get pizza from Cosmo and walk the strip a bit. I have bad allergic reaction to something on or in the pizza, and spend the afternoon in bed, downing Benadryl, drifting in and out of sleep. The girls walk the strip, do some gambling, and hang out in the room. I wake up around 7, and overhear the girls second guessing my ability to go out that night. I’m not going to let allergies win, so I pour myself a vodka redbull, shower, and muster up. The girls get ready too and we head to Tao. I text Jordan Miner we’re on our way, and he’s there waiting when we walk up. We get our wristbands for the open bar, skip the line, and head in. It’s still early, so the place is quiet. We grab a few free drinks, and laugh at Kate when she forgets to double lock the bathroom door. (For anyone who’s been to Tao, you know what a mistake that is.) We’re all still feeling a little rough, and my knee is already bothering me, so we decide to do some gambling and wait for place to fill up. We gamble for a few, and end up heading back to our room and watching TV. About 30 minutes in the room, and we all fall asleep. About 2 am I wake up and the girls decide they’re too tired to head out again. I freshen up and head back to Tao, determined not to miss Erick Morillo. The place is PACKED when I get there. I grab another drink, feeling pretty buzzed, and squeeze my way on to the dance floor. Morillo was KILLING it! I hated that I was wearing heels as even the copious amounts of alcohol I had consumed unfortunately wasn’t helping with the pain radiating from my bum knee. About 4am I have to call it quits. I hobble out and back to my room, slap on some pain ointment, a knee brace, and crash.

Monday we wake up at 10am. Make ourselves some Kahlua and coffee, and eat breakfast in our room. We get ready and head to Hard Rock. We grab some souvenir cup drinks, do a few shots, and dance. Marie immediately gets hit on by some really creepy guy, and he practically follows her around the rest of the afternoon. He keeps calling her “bella” in an Italian accent even though he’s from eastern Europe. We had a good laugh about that. We dance for a while and Marie decides she'd isn't really feeling the pool party, so she heads off to gamble. She ends up drinking too much, gets sick, and heads back to the hotel alone. In the meantime, Kate and I decide to hop in the pool and dance some more. Paul Oakenfold is doing a great job. Kate hits it off with some guy from our hometown. I mingle and dance for a bit, end up in a cabana doing shots with some random group. I get a text from the stripper, asking if I want to meet up today. I tell him to give me a bit, and I’ll head over. The pool party starts to die down, so I make up an excuse, and tell Kate I need to head to the mall to get something. She puts me in the first cab, and I head to the stripper’s condo. We have some fun, hang out for a bit, and I try to hit the mall after, but it was already closed. I cab back to the hotel to find Kate still in her bathing suit. Marie makes a comment about my quick shopping trip, as Kate had only been back about 15 minutes. I die laughing – Kate is busted! Turns out she put me in the cab first so she could head back to someones room. Kate is mortified that she was found out, and is beat red. We have a good laugh, and harass her for a bit. We all shower, get ready, and head to Sushi Samba for dinner. I catch sight of Allen, the manager, when we get there, and run over to say hi and catch up. Suddenly, the hostess tells us our table's ready (which we were told would be a 20 minute wait). Allen does a round of shots with us, then brings a round of cocktails and kobe beef tacos on the house. (The tacos were SO GOOD!!! I don’t usually eat red meat, but these were to die for. Get some!). We eat our weight in seafood, have a few more drinks, say our thanks, give Allen a big hug, and head to XS.

The guestlist line isn’t too bad, and were in within 10 minutes. I text Keith Johnson when we get in, and we meet at his table for champagne and shots. We hang out there for a bit, meeting people and chatting. The girls and I eventually make our way on to the over-crowded floor. We end up next to a couple local gay guys, and have a blast dancing with them. I somehow end up in a sandwich between one of the gay guys and this cute kid from Canada. Suddenly the gay guy is using my hand to slap the Canadian’s butt. He doesn’t seem to mind, so I just go with it. I lose sight of Kate and Marie in the crowd, and stay nestled with the Canadians and gay guys. Deadmau5 finally comes on; 3 songs in and I’m less than impressed. I tough it out on the packed floor for a couple more songs before start to feel like I’m going to pass out. Security ends up having to help me out of the crowd. They get me water, and help me outside to get some fresh air. I make my way through the crowd outside, and end up running in to some guys we had met earlier in the week. They’ve got a table in a really good location outside, so I kick it with them, sipping my water, and chill for a while. I get a text that Marie couldn’t handle the crowd (and Kate isn’t a deamau5 fan), so they had already called it quits and were back at the hotel gambling. I try to muster up the desire to stay longer and go all out for my last night, but I’m just not feeling it. I finally call it quits about 3am, head to hotel, gamble with the girls for a bit, and we all crash.

The alarm goes off at 7 am, we stumble out of bed, shower, throw our stuff together and head to the airport (with the worlds WORST cab driver). We reminisce about the weekend over insanely priced airport coffee while waiting for our flight. The girls decide they need to work on their clubbing and drinking tolerance before our next trip so they can keep up with me. They tease each other about their hookups and decide that I know how to club, but I should loosen up and learn to party because I’m too uptight. I giggle to myself. Oh if only they knew….