Arrived in Vegas about 4:00pm on Saturday for a one night trip with my girlfriend. Got a ride to the Encore, where we were staying, from a cabbie named Charlie. When Charlie wasn't sitting at a stoplight, he was going 100mph. Fun ride. Check in to the hotel and get set up with a sick room on the 50th floor, no sandwich needed. Have a bottle of champagne sent up and we start drinking.
Head back down to the casino to try our luck at the tables. Right away we put 100 on red and lose. Probably should have cut our loses there, but we didn't. Go play pai gow at the Wynn, and we play at this table with a dealer who can somehow tell us our hands before we flip the cards over. Crazy. Never figured out how he was doing it. I think he was just trying to distract us from all the money we were losing. After a while there, and a lot more champagne, we head back to Encore to get ready for dinner, but not before a stop at the craps tables. Throw $100 down on the hard ways, and hit, twice. Tip the dealers and head up to the room to get ready for dinner at Sinatra.
Pretty drunk by now, we get to Sinatra at 10pm for our reservation. We only get appetizers because we didn't want to be too full for the rest of the night. The carpaccio was great, and so was the Sinatra Smash drink they have there. Pretty stout drink with a whiskey base, but you could barely tell. We take a couple pictures, and head back out to the casino.
The night starts getting a bit blurry at this point. We played BJ for a while and then made a quick stop at the roulette table before heading to XS. They both kick my butt and most of what I had from the craps table is gone. Make our way over to XS just before 1am, where we're greeted with no line in the hotel guests line. Stroll on in and find the place packed for Avicii. We grab a few drinks and head towards the dance floor, but don't make it all the way in. It's a little too packed and there were some kids having a lot of fun at the tables just above it so we hang out there. Meet some nice guys from Sweeden and let them buy my girl some drinks. They leave when they realize they're wasting their time. Next thing I know one of the guys from a table is giving us shots. We get invited in to the table, meet some people, and Avicii comes on.
That's about the last thing I remember from the night. We wake up in our hotel room feeling terrible. I'm on the floor and she's in the bed, both with all our clothes on and most of the rest of our stuff thrown all over the room. And no cash left in my pocket. It's 11:30am, and we have to be packed and over at the fashion show mall by 12 to get picked up to go to Exotics Racing. Somehow we manage to get a shower and make it just in time with a combination of speed walking and running. At this point we have absolutely no idea how we're going to be able to drive anything at all, much less cars that do over 200 mph. We knew coming into it that drinking in the morning before we caught the shuttle wasn't an option, however, we didn't really think about still being drunk from the night before. We managed to eat some snacks on the bus that we had left over from the plane ride. We get there and check in. My girlfriend goes to throw up in the bathroom, I feel like shit, and we both smell like alcohol. Total shit show, but like an act from god, we both start feeling ok when we get ready to drive. Could have been the food settling, but it was probably the addrenaline. I drive a Porsche 997 and she drives a Mercedes SLS AMG. We're both terrible drivers, but pretty fun nonetheless. We take some pictures, and head back to the hotel.
I do a little more gambling when we get back, lose, and then cruise around the resort until we have to leave.
Las Vegas definitely won this round.
Head back down to the casino to try our luck at the tables. Right away we put 100 on red and lose. Probably should have cut our loses there, but we didn't. Go play pai gow at the Wynn, and we play at this table with a dealer who can somehow tell us our hands before we flip the cards over. Crazy. Never figured out how he was doing it. I think he was just trying to distract us from all the money we were losing. After a while there, and a lot more champagne, we head back to Encore to get ready for dinner, but not before a stop at the craps tables. Throw $100 down on the hard ways, and hit, twice. Tip the dealers and head up to the room to get ready for dinner at Sinatra.
Pretty drunk by now, we get to Sinatra at 10pm for our reservation. We only get appetizers because we didn't want to be too full for the rest of the night. The carpaccio was great, and so was the Sinatra Smash drink they have there. Pretty stout drink with a whiskey base, but you could barely tell. We take a couple pictures, and head back out to the casino.
The night starts getting a bit blurry at this point. We played BJ for a while and then made a quick stop at the roulette table before heading to XS. They both kick my butt and most of what I had from the craps table is gone. Make our way over to XS just before 1am, where we're greeted with no line in the hotel guests line. Stroll on in and find the place packed for Avicii. We grab a few drinks and head towards the dance floor, but don't make it all the way in. It's a little too packed and there were some kids having a lot of fun at the tables just above it so we hang out there. Meet some nice guys from Sweeden and let them buy my girl some drinks. They leave when they realize they're wasting their time. Next thing I know one of the guys from a table is giving us shots. We get invited in to the table, meet some people, and Avicii comes on.
That's about the last thing I remember from the night. We wake up in our hotel room feeling terrible. I'm on the floor and she's in the bed, both with all our clothes on and most of the rest of our stuff thrown all over the room. And no cash left in my pocket. It's 11:30am, and we have to be packed and over at the fashion show mall by 12 to get picked up to go to Exotics Racing. Somehow we manage to get a shower and make it just in time with a combination of speed walking and running. At this point we have absolutely no idea how we're going to be able to drive anything at all, much less cars that do over 200 mph. We knew coming into it that drinking in the morning before we caught the shuttle wasn't an option, however, we didn't really think about still being drunk from the night before. We managed to eat some snacks on the bus that we had left over from the plane ride. We get there and check in. My girlfriend goes to throw up in the bathroom, I feel like shit, and we both smell like alcohol. Total shit show, but like an act from god, we both start feeling ok when we get ready to drive. Could have been the food settling, but it was probably the addrenaline. I drive a Porsche 997 and she drives a Mercedes SLS AMG. We're both terrible drivers, but pretty fun nonetheless. We take some pictures, and head back to the hotel.
I do a little more gambling when we get back, lose, and then cruise around the resort until we have to leave.
Las Vegas definitely won this round.
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