"They never even said BYE!!!!!" -- November 2013

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So I’m headed back to Las Vegas in 2 weeks, and I am getting that antsy, impatient, can’t wait feeling. So I figured I would write a TR from my last trip in Nov. 2013 (It was a shitshow, so forgive me if it’s not super detail heavy; I may not remember everything)

Cast of Characters

Myself – 26 year old, single guy from the SF Bay Area
R- 26 year old, guy in a relationship (or at the time he was) from the SF Bay Area – One of my Best Friend’s, grew up with him, was my roommate in college, etc etc. – Been to Vegas with me a bunch of times
Rags – 26 year old, single guy from the SF Bay Area – One of my Best Friends, Met him in college, been to Vegas with me a few times.
PK- 27 year old, single guy from the San Diego Area – Rags’ Cousin
L- 28 year old (his bachelor party) engaged guy from SF Bay Area – Rags’s cousin
P- 32 year old married guy, from Connecticut – Rag’s cousin, L’s older brother
K- 30 something year old guy from Fresno, CA (The other bachelor on this trip) – Rag’s cousin
Y- 30 something year old guy from southern California -- Friend of the 2 bachelor’s

SONG OF THE TRIP --Turn Down for What (DJ Snake and Lil Jon)

Background
So in October of 2013 my boy Rags hits me up and asks me to help plan his 2 cousin’s bachelor parties in LV. HE has been to Vegas with me a few times and he knows that through JC and developing my own relationship with hosts in LV that I have the “hook up”. Plus whenever I go to Vegas with my friends I just handle the whole planning and interaction with the clubs and they show up and have a rager of a time.

Well somehow in the planning of the event Rags just up and invited me to come on his family’s bachelor party, at first I had some trepidation as I didn’t want to intrude, but as most of us here on this forum, I’m not about to turn down an opportunity to go to the happiest place in the world (sorry Disneyland I’m not talking about you). In this whole situation R was invited as well, and it was on and poppin. Only R & Rags had been to Vegas with me and knew how I rolled, the others were in for a bit a shock.

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Day 1 – Friday Day

I was having trouble arranging a ride to SFO, but finally my mom was able to drop me off if I went an hour or so earlier than I needed to. So I get to SFO check in and hit the bar while I wait for R to show up (L and Rags are flying form OAK and we were going to meet them and P at LAS). While I’m sitting at the bar I start talking to this dude from Chicago next to me and this older woman he is trying really hard to hit on, funny shit actually. But the kicker is I was wearing my “Keep Calm and Chive On” Shirt from TheChive.com. For those of you who have any experience with this website they have a whole thing about doing Random Acts of Kindness for other mebers (Or “Chivers”) of the website. So this guy in an effort to impress this girl buys me a couple rounds (which he won’t let me return the favor) and gives me a blank $50 AmEx Travelers check. Score! This Trip is starting off good!

He and the chick leave to board their flight and then R shows up and we have a bite to eat and and grab another beer, before we board our flight. Flight to LAS is uneventful, but I am a United Premier 1K member so I had a bunch of free drink coupons, and me and R got another couple drinks on the plane. By the time we see that beautiful sight of the strip from the air, we both have a nice lil buzz on and that amazing feeling of knowing what the next couple days has in store for you sets in.

Meet up in the terminal with L, Rags, and P ; grab an SUV and head over to the MGM, we have a 2 Bedroom Skyline Marquee Suite booked so me and P go to check in. The clerk cant take the $50 sandwich b/c its MGM but she was nice enough to comp us a rollaway and get us a nice view on a high floor. Got to say that the Skyline Marquee is a baller room. It fit 7 of us comfortably and had all the needed amenities. So we were here on a UFC Fight Weekend (GSP vs Hendricks) and thus we expected the MGM to be super cracking, and it was; busy al weekend, but way too much Tapout and Affliction Roid -heads for my liking.

Anyways we hit the casino floor while waiting for PK and K to get in, I went to the cashier to turn that traveler’s check into cash and met up with the guys at the black jack table, I don’t remember that I won or lost anything significant so it was pretty uneventful. Anyways PK calls and he has arrived, he drove in from SD so he is our pack mule, he has a trunk full of booze, beer, snacks, mixers, water, Gatorade, pedialyte, and other assorted party favors. Couples of the guys go help him unload, and when he gets to the room the brews are put on ice and shots all around. Cheers to the Bachelor!

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Day 1 – Friday Night (STK, SR, Light)

So as we are waiting for K to show up we start getting ready to go out. The plan for tonight was to do Steak and a Strip Club to toast the bachelors, strangely enough this is the second bachelor party me and R have been on where we just met the bachelors in LV. I guess we must be the life of the party and people just want us to roll with, Right???

Anyways I digress, as we are getting ready, we continue to drink (shower beer and all) and its near time to leave to make our reservation at STK I realize Rags hasn’t been seen in the last hour. Go look in one of the bedrooms and he is on the floor face down. I yell at him “AY Motherfucker get up!!! We need to be out soon!!!” He awakens slightly and starts army crawling towards me, I ask him if he is ok. He says/screams/grunts out: “Leave me the fuck alone” and continues his deliberate army crawl across the floor.

Now mind you this is about 8:30 PM on the 1st night in Vegas and my boy is passed out drunk, army crawling on the floor, screaming at me. But does this surprise me? Not in the least, literally his nickname is blackout: the last couple times in Vegas with me he has puked in a limo, ended up in the hospital, and got lost at Tao Beach. You may ask why I still bring this schulb along: well even with all that he is ride or die, the homie who always down to rage, and always rally’s to go HAM.

So R goes into the room to grab his shoes before we head out to STK and he has two pairs in a paper bag, well that paper bag now also includes a pile of Rags’ puke. R is pissed, he cops an extra pair of shoes from me and the rest of us bounce to STK. Mind you now; our one connection to this Family is Rags and he is indisposed, so me and R are about to have dinner with a bunch of guys we barely know; so we have to make the best of it. Get into the Cosmo and up to STK and the place is popping. Like Marquee at 12AM popping: Music bumping, fine ass girls everywhere, people dancing in the aisles; all the guys besides me and R are shocked, never been to place like it. Food was great (Bone in Filet with a peppercorn crust), drinks were awesome (Grey Goose Dirty/Filthy martini with Blue Cheese olives); we made a lot of fun of Rags of being done for the night, got to know each other. These are some pretty cool dudes!

The alcohol is kicking in hard at this point and I spot a group of ladies at the table next to us and I exclaim to the table that it was my goal to hook up with a platinum blonde this weekend, seeing as that was something that needed to be crossed off my list. Went over to the table next to us made some idle chit chat with this bachelorette party, take a round of shots, and take some pics. But nothing comes of it sadly; anyways we bounce from STK and hit the Cosmo floor to gamble for a bit before our ride to Spearmint Rhino comes through. This time I go up a couple hundred bucks from playing, and the limo hits me up that he is outside. Noah Ortiz from Light actually put me in contact with a manager at SR, and got us hooked up with a B1G1 bottle deal and it was on (Big Shout out to Noah for all his hlep this weekend even though we never acutally made it to Light for a table, will be working with him for future trips).

Tip the Limo driver as we walk into the back of SR, no line outside here, but the place is slammed!!! Busiest I’ve ever seen it, we get put at a table in the back corner and its super small, but we make do. As it usually is at a strip club we get attacked by the girls even before the bottles come out. Buy a dance for the bachelors; drink up some vodka red bull. Keep my eye out for a stripper I was feeling. Side Note: I was pretty friendly to this stripper from SF who would come out to Vegas to work once in a while at SR. She said that she was sending some friends of hers my way, so I Just was chilling waiting for them, when my phone starts buzzing. Wondering who it was I check and its Rags!!! He wants to know where we are and he is coming through!! Tell him the deets and about 20 mins later he is walking in the back door of SR looking like nothing had ever happened. That’s why he’s my boy!!!

Anyways at this point all the guys have found girls, a few in the back room now, and its just me at the table when the aforementioned stripper friend shows up. She was cool got a couple dances but really wasn’t feeling it with everyone disappeared, so I hit up Noah and asked him if he could get me into light. I had never been to light and I really wanted to check it out b/c so many people on these forums rave about it. Cab over to Mandalay Bay and at this point my phone dies (which is bad news b/c now I can’t contact my crew and they can’t contact me) Anyways I find Noah at the ropes, he lets me in and introduces me to some friends of his who have a table they pour me a drink, I promise to get their next round. At this point everything is hazy its like 2ish in the morning I have been drinking since like noon. But I remember Light being super impressive that massive LED wall is crazy!!! And it was raging hard! At some point I meet this cute girl (Brunette from San Diego ,not platinum blonde, sadly) Can’t really remember if I met her at Light or an afterhours spot (Drai’s??) or at craps table? But I do have flashes of being at all 3. At some point around 4:30 in the morning me and the brunette get back to our suite. I kick K who is passed out on the big L shaped couch out and send him to one of the bedrooms, so I can handle business. At one point she is facing away from the bedroom door while I am facing it and out walks PK for some reason. He walks out sees what is going on, stops dead in his tracks, mouth gaping open. I somehow signal him to GTFO without letting her know and she is none the wiser. But I will never forget the look on PK’s face standing there shocked in the doorway. At about 6:30 the girl leaves, I crack open a beer, turn on sports center and try and get a couple hours of sleep before the boys wake up. As I'm falling asleep all i can think of is: MAN I LOVE THIS FUCKING CITY!!!

TO BE CONTINUED – LAVO BRUNCH AND HAKKASAN

[Cirilo Medina]

Keep it coming!

[ArmyVegas]

Tell him the deets and about 20 mins later he is walking in the back door of SR looking like nothing had ever happened. That’s why he’s my boy!!!

That's what i'm talking about.....you must bring Rags in August....

[Victoria Feels]

Bravo! I am going next week and taking a friend who has never been! Hopefully it is amazing!

[Rpun]

That's what i'm talking about.....you must bring Rags in August....

Trust me he is most definitely coming with in a couple weeks. Always good for a good story or two.

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Saturday daytime

Saturday Daytime

8:30 in the morning the boys start waking up and coming out in to the living room where I’m passed out. The play by play of night before begins; one of my favorite rituals in Vegas is the morning after. Pounding Gatorade/Pedialyte/water and just recapping last night and anything you may have forgot. Rags got his comeuppance for missing STK, R let it slip that he fell in love with a African American Stripper with the “fattest ass” (boy has a thing for ass, you can put Kim K’s butt on a 90 year old granny and he will be standing at half-mast) . Some of the guys who have never done Vegas the right way are amazed just at the amount of talent at STK, I tell them just to wait till LAVO brunch and Hakkasan, and then get back to me.

Anyways we start getting our life together, P and K know a few friends of their respective wives who are staying at Planet Hollywood, and they convince us that we have to go say hi so that their wives aren’t thinking they are up to no good. Finally I realize that I need something to eat anyways so I head down the strip on a walk from MGM to Planet Hollywood. Side Note: I always underestimate how effing far each casino is from each other. Hung-over and walking down the strip are not great combos. A quick Del Taco stop later we reach PH, meet up with these girls (who are boring as hell) so me, R and Rags go hit the tables in the PH casino. No real luck for any of us but it wastes some time before we have to go back to the suite and get ready for LAVO Brunch.

I tell everyone that we need to meet outside LAVO at 2:30 as I had reserved a table through Chris Traer at LAVO Brunch. At about 1:30 I get a text from Chris that he wasn't going to be at the door as he told me before b/c he had an emergency pop up and that he would be by later in the day; he let me know that Donnie Eversole was running the podium and just to go see him directly and would take care of me. So at about 2:30 the crew gathers outside LAVO brunch, and the line is insane already must be a few hundred deep gorgeous women EVERYWHERE!!!! K and P come up to me and are like, what the hell, we are too hungover to stand in this line; I tell them to watch my next magic trick, walk straight up to Donnie and he opens the rope for us. At this point the guys are like who is this guy?!?! And just let me do my thing from now on and not question the method to the madness. I know this forum isn’t so huge on LAVO brunch, but I have been to the one in LV and NY and never have I seen any party in LV with so much top notch female talent, and they are all dressed to nines and ready to party. It turned out to be fashion week or something so as I’m talking to Donnie a group of 15-20 beautiful women just walk right past us. Every guy in the vicinity stops just to look and see what the hell is going on with LAVO. I will say this; they know exactly what they are doing by comping girls champagne and some food here in order to get guys to spend.

Anyways I had set up a table with a $1200 min spend with Chris, which was supposed to be on the outer ring of the party. Once Donnie got my handshake he offered to give us a table right next to the DJ for a $2k spend (was originally quote $3k for this table when setting it up with Chris). Decided to do the upgrade and was sure glad we did. Was a prime spot with great traffic, easy access to the restroom, the confetti and smoke cannons came out from here so it made u the center of the action when they went off. Waitress takes L’s card sets up the tab and comes back with a Magnum of Goose and a Magnum of Veuve to start off. At this point not a lot of tables were seated, and the ones that were seated were the comped girls tables; so we had about 6-7 waitresses serving our table and 3-4 bussers. Made sure to take care of the bussers I was introduced to, and our security, have a round of shots and red bull vodka poured and it was on like Donkey Kong!!

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THE CREW AT LAVO BRUNCH (THAT'S ME ON THE FAR RIGHT)

Some of the guys were still super hung-over and struggling, P even told me he might slip off to the room to nap. I told him to shut up, sit-down, handed him a drink and told him that in 30 mins when the lights went down and DJ Vice started spinning he would forget all his worries. We start seeing a bunch of girls filtering in so Rags goes to recruit a few to help us finish all this alcohol, he come back with a group of about 7-8 girls who were really cool and we got to talking to them; turns out that they all went to Chico State with my little brother and graduated with him from there, and that a couple of the girls lived in the next town over from me and I knew their older brother (Small World Sometimes). Anyways DJ Vice hits the decks and the party goes insane: lights/lasers/smoke/confetti everywhere, waitresses walking around with squirt guns filled with booze, and more gorgeous looking women than I can count. Donnie comes by the table to check on us, has a shot and tells us that we better drink up faster or he is sending a bunch of girls our ways to help us, I tell him to go ahead as a few of the guys really can’t drink anything right now. We get to meet a bunch of cool girls (and make sure to tell the waitress that girls are to be poured 90% mixer/10% vodka in their drinks) and even invite a couple of the groups to come to Hakkasan that night, somehow I end up telling like 10 different sets of girls and can’t keep their numbers straight in my phone (the 9 or 10 vodka red bulls may have contributed to this).

I actually hit it off from one girls from the first group of girls from Chico State; dancing, flirting, she keeps coming to pull me back anytime she sees me talking to another girl (all good signs for me here). Well one of her friends is super wasted, sitting on the back of the booth, sipping water not able to really talk, at some point she just falls over the back of the booth and BAM crashes to the floor; quickly security escorts her out and my girl says she has to leave with her friend, but not before she promises that they will join us at Hakkasan that night and I get a good bye kiss. So at this point I’m drunk, I’m happy that worst comes to worst I have something lined up for tonight and this party around me is cracking. Literally on another level of insanity, Guys keep coming up to me thanking me for making them do this party and wondering how its only 4:30 in the afternoon!!

At this point Donavon McNabb (Recently Retired All Pro Eagles/Redskins QB) is seated to the table right in front of us, nothing really else special happened with him (he popped a couple bottles of ACE). But at this point Chris texts me that he is here and where I was? I popped outside the door to say wssup and chat for a bit, solid guy always really helpful and easy to deal with. Head back inside and let’s say this brunch went from classy to trashy, all the guys are dancing all over the booth, girls everywhere enjoying themselves and general debauchery. Somehow this bachelorette party challenges me to a dance off, and I was holding my own pretty well against the maid of honor till she got on the table and started booty popping, yea I couldn’t compete with that even if they let me stand on the table. At this point it’s about 6ish and the party is winding down, we close out the tab and head back to the MGM to refresh ourselves before Hakkasan, content with having one hell of day!

[KinStock77]

Awesome TR so far. Might have to check out LAVO brunch in septermber after reading that.

[Max Woodpecker]

Awesome, 9 more days!

[headstrong]

Good read.

[ArmyVegas]

I'm checking out STK in about a week so hopefully it's amazing like it was for you....

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I'm checking out STK in about a week so hopefully it's amazing like it was for you....

I've been to STK in LV/MIA/LA and each time the food has been about an 8.5/10 (Ive had a couple better steaks before but STK is still top notch) What makes it insane is the atmosphere (12 out of 10), you feel like your in a lounge, not a surprise to see ppl dancing at their tables. I really want a chance to check out Magnum Mondays there if I get a chance.

[Max Woodpecker]

I've been to STK in LV/MIA/LA and each time the food has been about an 8.5/10 (Ive had a couple better steaks before but STK is still top notch) What makes it insane is the atmosphere (12 out of 10), you feel like your in a lounge, not a surprise to see ppl dancing at their tables. I really want a chance to check out Magnum Mondays there if I get a chance.

kind of a funny story about STK

was meeting my bro and SIL at stk. I'm headed there from spending the day at venus pool. I get there in a tank and swim shorts. They regret telling me I need sleeves to eat there. No problem I think to myself. I walk behind the hostess's stand. I take off my shirt and look through my bag and find my t shirt. While I'm dressing another hostess comes up and asks someone already there. Hey, does that guy work here?

I don't know if that's funny or not to you guys, but it was pretty hilarious at the time, to me anyways.

[Kinar100]

Your formatting is great. Very easy and fun to read. Great stories.