I’ve enjoyed TRs on this site since I found it about a year ago so figured I would contribute one of my own. For one, I would like to contribute something back to this site. And secondly, I’d like to relive my most recent Vegas trip(to the best of my knowledge) in the long wait until my next trip which is a bachelor party for a wedding I’m in. That trip will take place in March of 2016 and 6 months is a long cold winter to wait for your next trip, especially up here in North Dakota.
The title of this thread is based on the Big Sean song that was our theme song for the trip. Every time it started playing me and MN would go crazy. It was our rallying song if we weren't quite ready to wake up or take a drink in our room.
So this trip started with my buddy LB getting engaged and instantly deciding Vegas was the rightful place for his bachelor party. We decided to book the Venetian for Wednesday to Saturday and got 2 connecting Bella Suite rooms for 13 guys as there wasn’t a whole lot of sleeping done in this trip (side Note: I highly recommend these rooms for their affordability and size). I knew about 8 of the guys going on the trip and the other 5 were his friends from his college frat so didn’t hang out with them much.
Well about 2 weeks before the trip, my good buddy from North Dakota broke up with his gf of about 7 years so I decided to ask LB if he’d be cool with him tagging along too. Nothing cures the heartbroken single soul like a vegas trip IMO. LB was cool with it so MN was now on board as well and would be my gambling buddy for the majority of the trip. Now I had booked a flight out of Minneapolis on Wednesday night and a flight back to North Dakota Saturday morning as everyone else was flying out of Mpls and I wanted to be part of the bach party flight. Well once MN joined the shenanigans I found a flight directly out of my city to Vegas that got there 8 hours earlier and I just had to eat the $120 one way ticket out of MPLS… no brainer, I booked the flight with MN and we would have an add’l 8 hours in Vegas.
About a week before the trip, I remembered a guy I lived with in college had risen up the chain at TPC Las Vegas. As I am a golf nut, I decided to see if he could get us on the course at a "friend rate". He said he could get us a tee time about an hour after we landed in Vegas for $40/person and include free club rentals. This was a great deal so I jumped on it knowing MN and I would be rushing like crazy to make the tee time. Needless to say, I was pumped to both go to Vegas and now play this beautiful golf course at a severely discounted rate to start off the trip.
So Wednesday finally comes and I took the whole day off work to pack and get ready for the trip even though we flew out around 2pm. I met my fiancée at the time(now wife) for lunch before leaving and enjoyed a nice Coors Light while she sipped on her water. I didn’t want to rub it in that I was going to Vegas and she had to work the rest of the week but I think the disparity in our drinks did that for me. Get done with lunch and head home where MN’s mom picks us up and drops us at the airport so we don’t have to pay for parking. Then MN unleashes my own separate baggy of Crown Royal shooters for the plane because he’s a great friend and bought them in exchange for me eating the $100+ on the flight out of MPLS(jokes on him, I would’ve done it for nothing).
We get to the airport about 60-90 minutes ahead of our flight because we have a tiny airport that takes about 6 minutes to get through security and go to the bar. We see it’s about $12 for a Crown and coke there and decide to just get a coke and pour our shooter crown in to save some money as plenty will be spent in Vegas. So in our paper cup we each have coke and 2 crown shooters each in… this is a good start. We can carry this on the plane since it was bought after security so we have our drinks while the plane is taking off. It's only about a 2.5 hr flight but we drink like it’s the only chance we’ll have all week. 3 more crowns each are snuck into our cokes we get from the beverage service throughout the flight and we are feeling it. We started chatting with a couple girls who drove down from Canada to take the flight from North Dakota. They weren’t particularly good looking but wanted to get my buddy’s confidence back up, might as well start in the minor leagues before getting to the big time. I buy 4 shots(Bacardi I think?) from the flight attendant for all of us because I’m feeling generous(see: drunk) and we all take these before we descend into my favorite city to land in, Vegas! As soon as the wheels touch down, and the plane starts to get the airbrakes on, my drunk dumbass decides it’s a good time to unbuckle and stand up because apparently whiskey makes me forget my basic plane rules. Of course, I am yelled at to sit down by the flight attendant to which I immediately acquiesce, to the sounds of MN laughing at me.
So we get out of the plane and quickly use the bathroom for the 5th time since we got on the plane in North Dakota. Then, we rush to the nearest cab(we made sure to only carry-on luggage) and tell him we need to get to TPC Vegas ASAP. Luckily, our plane was a little early so the cab driver books it to the course and we make it about 15 minutes before our tee time. We walk into the pro shop and I start to realize that we are really drunk and I’m pretty sure everyone there including my buddy knows it. I actually high-fived the assistant pro bc I mistakenly thought he was asking for one when he was actually trying to get someone else’s attention… oh boy. Well my buddy sets us up with really nice clubs and off we go in our golf cart. I’m not ok to drive(even a golf cart) at this point so I nearly hit a big curb right on the 1st hole and we’re off. I’m a scratch golfer but I felt like I forgot how to swing a club or stand over a ball I’m so drunk at this point. So naturally we get a 12 pack of beers for the round J . I wish I would’ve remembered more about the course besides it was beautiful and I birdied the 4th hole(I think?). After that the sun was coming down pretty quickly so on hole 16 I teed up a ball on a coors light can and hit it about 240 yards. We decided we’d had enough and were ready to get to the strip and called it a round. We had a tough time finding a cab because the TPC resort is set back from the main roads so we walked out into the middle of the road to flag one down.
Long drive back to the strip and both of us are very hungry at this point. We get to our room in the venetian and my buddy and the other guys from the bachelor party have landed so we tell them we’re going down to chipotle to grab food. We head down through the Venetian and this is the 1st time I’ve stayed here so I’m taking it all in. This is my new favorite place to stay. I love everything about it except for the caveat that the rooms take a long time to get to but I can use the exercise to burn the alcohol off. Did I also mention this was the Wednesday leading up to Floyd-Mayweather?! So we see a lot of beautiful people and people with Team Money shirts on. Some guys have so much bling on we swear they are on his entourage. We get to Chipotle and go to town on our burritos. While this is happening the bachelor LB and the other guys find us and we have the hugs and all that stuff while they find out how drunk we are and are proud of us. We go back up to the room and shower and get ready. We had no plans for this night as we were doing a cabana at Tao Beach the next day.
It’s about 10pm now so we start walking around the Venetian casino and me and MN decide to break off from the group as they are starting to play slots. We find our way to the poker room and decide we should sit down and play some. We each buy in for $100 and play $1/$2 no limit. I didn’t realize it but we were in for a marathon session. MN and I start ordering any drink from Coronas, to whiskey, to Pineapple Vodkas, to red bull vodka. I look at my watch and it’s about 6AM and I’m up about $300 and am starting to fade. Order another drink then the next thing I know I wake up at the table. Not really sure how long I was out but everyone’s still playing so don’t know if it was for 1 hand or longer. Not it’s about 7AM and I decide I need some sleep. MN is still playing strong so I tell him I’m going up to get a couple hours before Tao Beach. Get up to bed and crash hard next to the other guys already sleeping in the room. I’m woken up at about 11-noonish by one of the guys yelling at me to get up because a couple guys from the bachelor party are already down at Tao Beach and there tab is at a grand…
(To Be Continued)
The title of this thread is based on the Big Sean song that was our theme song for the trip. Every time it started playing me and MN would go crazy. It was our rallying song if we weren't quite ready to wake up or take a drink in our room.
So this trip started with my buddy LB getting engaged and instantly deciding Vegas was the rightful place for his bachelor party. We decided to book the Venetian for Wednesday to Saturday and got 2 connecting Bella Suite rooms for 13 guys as there wasn’t a whole lot of sleeping done in this trip (side Note: I highly recommend these rooms for their affordability and size). I knew about 8 of the guys going on the trip and the other 5 were his friends from his college frat so didn’t hang out with them much.
Well about 2 weeks before the trip, my good buddy from North Dakota broke up with his gf of about 7 years so I decided to ask LB if he’d be cool with him tagging along too. Nothing cures the heartbroken single soul like a vegas trip IMO. LB was cool with it so MN was now on board as well and would be my gambling buddy for the majority of the trip. Now I had booked a flight out of Minneapolis on Wednesday night and a flight back to North Dakota Saturday morning as everyone else was flying out of Mpls and I wanted to be part of the bach party flight. Well once MN joined the shenanigans I found a flight directly out of my city to Vegas that got there 8 hours earlier and I just had to eat the $120 one way ticket out of MPLS… no brainer, I booked the flight with MN and we would have an add’l 8 hours in Vegas.
About a week before the trip, I remembered a guy I lived with in college had risen up the chain at TPC Las Vegas. As I am a golf nut, I decided to see if he could get us on the course at a "friend rate". He said he could get us a tee time about an hour after we landed in Vegas for $40/person and include free club rentals. This was a great deal so I jumped on it knowing MN and I would be rushing like crazy to make the tee time. Needless to say, I was pumped to both go to Vegas and now play this beautiful golf course at a severely discounted rate to start off the trip.
So Wednesday finally comes and I took the whole day off work to pack and get ready for the trip even though we flew out around 2pm. I met my fiancée at the time(now wife) for lunch before leaving and enjoyed a nice Coors Light while she sipped on her water. I didn’t want to rub it in that I was going to Vegas and she had to work the rest of the week but I think the disparity in our drinks did that for me. Get done with lunch and head home where MN’s mom picks us up and drops us at the airport so we don’t have to pay for parking. Then MN unleashes my own separate baggy of Crown Royal shooters for the plane because he’s a great friend and bought them in exchange for me eating the $100+ on the flight out of MPLS(jokes on him, I would’ve done it for nothing).
We get to the airport about 60-90 minutes ahead of our flight because we have a tiny airport that takes about 6 minutes to get through security and go to the bar. We see it’s about $12 for a Crown and coke there and decide to just get a coke and pour our shooter crown in to save some money as plenty will be spent in Vegas. So in our paper cup we each have coke and 2 crown shooters each in… this is a good start. We can carry this on the plane since it was bought after security so we have our drinks while the plane is taking off. It's only about a 2.5 hr flight but we drink like it’s the only chance we’ll have all week. 3 more crowns each are snuck into our cokes we get from the beverage service throughout the flight and we are feeling it. We started chatting with a couple girls who drove down from Canada to take the flight from North Dakota. They weren’t particularly good looking but wanted to get my buddy’s confidence back up, might as well start in the minor leagues before getting to the big time. I buy 4 shots(Bacardi I think?) from the flight attendant for all of us because I’m feeling generous(see: drunk) and we all take these before we descend into my favorite city to land in, Vegas! As soon as the wheels touch down, and the plane starts to get the airbrakes on, my drunk dumbass decides it’s a good time to unbuckle and stand up because apparently whiskey makes me forget my basic plane rules. Of course, I am yelled at to sit down by the flight attendant to which I immediately acquiesce, to the sounds of MN laughing at me.
So we get out of the plane and quickly use the bathroom for the 5th time since we got on the plane in North Dakota. Then, we rush to the nearest cab(we made sure to only carry-on luggage) and tell him we need to get to TPC Vegas ASAP. Luckily, our plane was a little early so the cab driver books it to the course and we make it about 15 minutes before our tee time. We walk into the pro shop and I start to realize that we are really drunk and I’m pretty sure everyone there including my buddy knows it. I actually high-fived the assistant pro bc I mistakenly thought he was asking for one when he was actually trying to get someone else’s attention… oh boy. Well my buddy sets us up with really nice clubs and off we go in our golf cart. I’m not ok to drive(even a golf cart) at this point so I nearly hit a big curb right on the 1st hole and we’re off. I’m a scratch golfer but I felt like I forgot how to swing a club or stand over a ball I’m so drunk at this point. So naturally we get a 12 pack of beers for the round J . I wish I would’ve remembered more about the course besides it was beautiful and I birdied the 4th hole(I think?). After that the sun was coming down pretty quickly so on hole 16 I teed up a ball on a coors light can and hit it about 240 yards. We decided we’d had enough and were ready to get to the strip and called it a round. We had a tough time finding a cab because the TPC resort is set back from the main roads so we walked out into the middle of the road to flag one down.
Long drive back to the strip and both of us are very hungry at this point. We get to our room in the venetian and my buddy and the other guys from the bachelor party have landed so we tell them we’re going down to chipotle to grab food. We head down through the Venetian and this is the 1st time I’ve stayed here so I’m taking it all in. This is my new favorite place to stay. I love everything about it except for the caveat that the rooms take a long time to get to but I can use the exercise to burn the alcohol off. Did I also mention this was the Wednesday leading up to Floyd-Mayweather?! So we see a lot of beautiful people and people with Team Money shirts on. Some guys have so much bling on we swear they are on his entourage. We get to Chipotle and go to town on our burritos. While this is happening the bachelor LB and the other guys find us and we have the hugs and all that stuff while they find out how drunk we are and are proud of us. We go back up to the room and shower and get ready. We had no plans for this night as we were doing a cabana at Tao Beach the next day.
It’s about 10pm now so we start walking around the Venetian casino and me and MN decide to break off from the group as they are starting to play slots. We find our way to the poker room and decide we should sit down and play some. We each buy in for $100 and play $1/$2 no limit. I didn’t realize it but we were in for a marathon session. MN and I start ordering any drink from Coronas, to whiskey, to Pineapple Vodkas, to red bull vodka. I look at my watch and it’s about 6AM and I’m up about $300 and am starting to fade. Order another drink then the next thing I know I wake up at the table. Not really sure how long I was out but everyone’s still playing so don’t know if it was for 1 hand or longer. Not it’s about 7AM and I decide I need some sleep. MN is still playing strong so I tell him I’m going up to get a couple hours before Tao Beach. Get up to bed and crash hard next to the other guys already sleeping in the room. I’m woken up at about 11-noonish by one of the guys yelling at me to get up because a couple guys from the bachelor party are already down at Tao Beach and there tab is at a grand…
(To Be Continued)
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