JC crew does MDW
Thursday-
Flew in from Philly, got into Vegas around 11 AM and met up w my buddy Sam who was already checked in at the Encore tower suites. Arrived to a huge parlor suite and let the games begin.
Early in the evening, we meet our buddy Keith at Topgolf. After an hour of catching up and hitting some balls (or trying to), we head to Cosmo. Keith takes us into the VIP lounge for some drinks and snacks (those chocolate covered rice crispy treats... Holy shit...) before we head up to the suite to enjoy the fountains and get a buzz before Zuma. After skewers, wagyu, and sushi, we make a quick stop at Chandelier before we head back to Encore for the Diplo pregame.
Pretty soon we have everyone upstairs, buzzed, and ready to get to work. We got Keith, Sam, Marc, Bernard and myself walking out of the tower suites and straight to the EBC entrance like royalty. Then it gets interesting...
The booth got moved back inside cuz they thought it was gonna rain so our gaming table had a good vantage point but most of the party was inside. We couldn't even beg a rat to come to our table lol. Every girl we wanted to talk to was an employee. Still a good way to get to know the new folks in the group but could've been waaaaaaay better. Plenty of weekend left.
Friday-
Woke up feeling great. We all pounded advanced pedialyte every night and that shit works fucking wonders. I do a lap around Wynncore and get ready for some lunch with Sam at Wazuzu. Neither of us bring our phones down, and as we turn the corner out of the TS lobby, Diplo and Salvatore Gannachi are standing around talking. No sense in bothering them. We had to head back upstairs because of lunch dress code anyway so I grabbed my phone. Who knows who I might run into next? After lunch we're standing at the elevators and next to us is motherfuckin Kygo! We snapped a quick pic and I didn't say a word in that elevator lmao, "play it cool man!". The TS experience is awesome so far.
Friday night Sam and I hit STK and then meet up with Keith after. After some free drinks and letting Keith play a little in HL, we head to Encore for pregame #2. Our new buddy Jedi and another group joins the rest of us from Thursday night and we head down to XS. We have a prime immediate patio table for the night. We meet some Asian girls who are at the table next to us and one of em has a bottle of Henny XO asking if we all want shots. Of fucking course we do! We later realized they were taking bottles from the next table over (we had ours well guarded) but no fights broke out and nobody seemed to realize it at the club. None of us had ran into a reverse bottle rat before. Other girls around us were hired atmosphere models, must be tough for all the clubs rn.
Eventually the other group with us leaves after we kill 2 mags and the chainsmokers have left the stage. Sam goes to have the 3rd mag escorted up to his room and meets Drew at the elevator. He asks what he's doing with a mag of vodka at 4 AM and invites him upstairs to the afterparty. Meanwhile, I'm trying to figure out what's going on via text and don't realize I'm "not on the list". After an awkward encounter at the door the rest of us are tiring out and decide to call it a night. Fucking Vegas, man.
More to come
Thursday-
Flew in from Philly, got into Vegas around 11 AM and met up w my buddy Sam who was already checked in at the Encore tower suites. Arrived to a huge parlor suite and let the games begin.
Early in the evening, we meet our buddy Keith at Topgolf. After an hour of catching up and hitting some balls (or trying to), we head to Cosmo. Keith takes us into the VIP lounge for some drinks and snacks (those chocolate covered rice crispy treats... Holy shit...) before we head up to the suite to enjoy the fountains and get a buzz before Zuma. After skewers, wagyu, and sushi, we make a quick stop at Chandelier before we head back to Encore for the Diplo pregame.
Pretty soon we have everyone upstairs, buzzed, and ready to get to work. We got Keith, Sam, Marc, Bernard and myself walking out of the tower suites and straight to the EBC entrance like royalty. Then it gets interesting...
The booth got moved back inside cuz they thought it was gonna rain so our gaming table had a good vantage point but most of the party was inside. We couldn't even beg a rat to come to our table lol. Every girl we wanted to talk to was an employee. Still a good way to get to know the new folks in the group but could've been waaaaaaay better. Plenty of weekend left.
Friday-
Woke up feeling great. We all pounded advanced pedialyte every night and that shit works fucking wonders. I do a lap around Wynncore and get ready for some lunch with Sam at Wazuzu. Neither of us bring our phones down, and as we turn the corner out of the TS lobby, Diplo and Salvatore Gannachi are standing around talking. No sense in bothering them. We had to head back upstairs because of lunch dress code anyway so I grabbed my phone. Who knows who I might run into next? After lunch we're standing at the elevators and next to us is motherfuckin Kygo! We snapped a quick pic and I didn't say a word in that elevator lmao, "play it cool man!". The TS experience is awesome so far.
Friday night Sam and I hit STK and then meet up with Keith after. After some free drinks and letting Keith play a little in HL, we head to Encore for pregame #2. Our new buddy Jedi and another group joins the rest of us from Thursday night and we head down to XS. We have a prime immediate patio table for the night. We meet some Asian girls who are at the table next to us and one of em has a bottle of Henny XO asking if we all want shots. Of fucking course we do! We later realized they were taking bottles from the next table over (we had ours well guarded) but no fights broke out and nobody seemed to realize it at the club. None of us had ran into a reverse bottle rat before. Other girls around us were hired atmosphere models, must be tough for all the clubs rn.
Eventually the other group with us leaves after we kill 2 mags and the chainsmokers have left the stage. Sam goes to have the 3rd mag escorted up to his room and meets Drew at the elevator. He asks what he's doing with a mag of vodka at 4 AM and invites him upstairs to the afterparty. Meanwhile, I'm trying to figure out what's going on via text and don't realize I'm "not on the list". After an awkward encounter at the door the rest of us are tiring out and decide to call it a night. Fucking Vegas, man.
More to come
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