Vegas, Vegas, Vegas
So I'm on the plane and I realized I did the one cardinal sin when going to Vegas. No, I didn't bring my girlfriend...not that I have one...I FORGOT TO BRING MONEY. You can be whoever you want in the Vegas, but you have to have the cash to back it up. So I was on the plane with 4 bones in my pocket. I had to save it for something. That's when I realized that I was the only one besides the kids that wasn't having an alcoholic drink. So I threw down my last four bucks and got a Jack N Coke. It was stiff and worth it. So I start out Vegas with no cash in my wallet, this is a odd turn of the tables, I usually leave with no money.
So after I get off the plane, get money at the ATM in the airport; I'm in a van on the way to the Luxor. I get my room and turn around and find Shannon looking at me but not seeing me. So I walk up behind her and she still doesn't see me. So after a minute of breathing heavily behind her she finally turns around. We go up to our room in a "Inclinator", since the hotel is in the shape of a pyramid, the elevators don't go straight up and down; they go diagonally at an angle. Its fun now when I'm sober...but when you're wasted... We walk all the way to our room which is smack in the middle of the two "Inclinators". It takes about 10-15 minutes to walk from our room to the "Inclinators" Shannon and I put our stuff down and then start our mission of the weekend...GETTING WASTED.
We saw the "yard" or half yard as they truly are, margaritas and we start taxing those. We walk to the store down the strip to get booze. We buy fanta for the "vodka fanta's, don't ya wanna" and the Club Long Island, big mistake. First of all it tastes like ass. So when we got to the bottom of our margarita, it was uber sweet. Since the club long island tastes like ass we mixed it in with the last of our margaritas and it was still hard to choke down. By this time Meera had landed and arrived with the Vodka. So we mixed some drinks and hit the Luxor. About 1:30-2:00 in the morning (when Vegas shines) we meet up with Andy and his lady friend Tiffany. We move to the room and continue the party.
About 4 in the morning we decide, "We should go out and explore the town!" I remember getting in a cab and going to many places. Drinking lots. That's when the sun came up... We started to sober up on the walk back and only saw the extremely wasted on the way back. I think we went to sleep at 7 or 8. I remember thinking that I've been up for 24 hours and that I was wasted for half of it. I slept comfortably on the bed with Andy forking me, in all fairness I think it went both ways with at some point my had was in between two pillows...
We woke up and went to the Luxor Buffet. It was way grub and since it was like 1 or 2, there was no line. Nice and cheap too. This whole time we were being cautious walking around as it was supposed to be a surprise for Luis that we were in Vegas. So we can bask and take credit for his Masters degree. After Lunch, a few had to go to the bathroom. So Shannon and I were standing by the poker room, I had an itch to play. While Shannon was talking, I look to my right and see Luis point directly at me looking at Andrea. Andrea is holding Luis's hand dragging him past us. I look over at Andrea as she walks quickly past me with her head down only to make eye contact for a brief second, I think that was the widest I've ever seen Andrea's eyes. They were with in five feet of us. I turn making my back to them as they walk past and my eyes widen with no expression on my face. Shannon is oblivious and keeps on talking only to stop to ask what was wrong. I told her and I quickly hid behind a pillar. I looked out periodically making sure they didn't come back.
We go up to the room and I tell everybody the story. The others laugh and I have a little something something to calm my nerves. After we all get gussied up, we go to Pink Taco at the Hard Rock to meet for the surprise dinner. We meet up with Julie, her boyfriend, Daniel (Luis' Cousin) and his buddy. Luis didn't see Shannon and I, so the surprise wasn't ruined. We had a grub meal and as we were leaving the Hard Rock, Shannon and Meera (remember we are all wasted because there isn't a break in drinking and smoking) yell out, "GEORGE, FUCKING, LUCAS". I turn around and I see the short Star Wars creator lowering his head in shame as to not be recognized. While we were waiting in line for a cab we were discussing this event, he walks by again, probably fleeing the attention he was getting in the Hard Rock from the girls.
We get to our room at the Luxor. Each time we go in the "Inclinator", I get more and more disoriented. The girls change in the room while we all have a smoke. Andy gives me my 2CI for the night. It tastes terrible and my stomach already goes into knots. After a few stomach relaxers, we head down to Club RA. We get in fast and free, since we're hotel guests. The place is empty but in 30 min its full. We were having fun dancing for about an hour after that, then I started to get tired of almost two hours of straight dancing. The DJ kept on mixing a song once it started to get good so the music wasn't what it should have been. Meera and Shannon are off on their own exploits and it is Tiffany, Andy, and I, the 2CI-skteers. We have lost the others in the swarm of people. We decide to go up to the room to have a few puffs. On the way up is when I realize that I'm wasted. The elevator was not fun and very dizzying and since it was full of mirrors, the 2CI made them shake. We have a few bowls and then I look around and say, "Andy, you know who would want to be here?" He gives me the most disgusted look I think I've ever received. He couldn't say no because if the tables were turned, he would want the same. Nobody had their cell phone and the girls needed a key to get in the elevators to our room. I told him I would go alone, but he knew that it was going to be very hard task to do by myself. So we got prepared and left together. I had to take my protective glasses.
Downstairs of the elevator somebody stops us, it was Daniels friend. He was waiting for Daniel to come out of the bathroom and had not seen anybody else. Some random Scottish or English guy comes up and asks where we got our "Elvis Glasses". He was so wasted and we were too wasted to comprehend. This is when I come to the conclusion that this is going to be hard because I'm having a hard time understanding people besides ourselves. I hope I don't crack...
We get to the club and Andy can't go in because his stamp rubbed off. So Tiffany and I go in, leaving Andy at a slot machine. It was like a bad movie that we were getting picked off one by one. At least I wasn't the most toe up of the remaining, but that's not always a good thing. The club has reached capacity. Once we enter, we get swept away to the dance floor by the crowd of people. There was no way of moving on your own, only catching a wave of people going one way, it was like a bus. The DJ's had switched spots but still couldn't mix well, now there were two "MC's", and I use the word loosely. The place had changed so much and I couldn't focus on anything because it was all so bright and rhythmic. It was like, I was on, like, drugs or something... We searched the dance floor and couldn't find anybody, I didn't want to split up because I know one or both of us would get lost. We finally saw Andrea and Luis; they lost everybody else long before we found them. That was no help, we told them about Daniel, I don't' think they could understand us. Tiffany and I looked at each other for a second to discuss the situation and when we looked up, Andrea and Luis were gone as quickly as they came in. We decided to go to the bars and look for them. I know Shannon likes the sauce so that would be a good place to look. Tiffany pulls me to the first bar and we look around with disappointment. As we are going to the next bar in the club, we see the girls. Nobody says a word, we just walk out but I'm not holding on to anybody now and I had the hardest time following Shannon. I felt like Han Solo in his Death Star run, as he was leaving the flames were engulfing his ship. The people were all around me trying to take me away...
But we got out alive! Andy, not so happy. This ordeal did take a while. I too would be pissed if I had to sit at a slot machine all wasted. We did make it back to the room and had a few bowls. Meera wanted to get some water or gatorade downstairs. So I volunteer to go, Tiffany and Andy also roll with us. Meera forgot that we all had 2CI and thought we were acting wired. We get our Gatorade and go back up to the room, We pass by two dudes about to throw down. Once we get to the "Inclinator", a bunch of frat boys dressed in cheesy suits come into the elevator with us. Its packed. I try to look away from them but there are mirrors everywhere and it seems they're all looking at us. The door closes, we're sealed in. I brace on the side of the "Inclinator" because I don't know which direction the elevator is going. Second floor comes and the uncomfortable silence sets in, I was enjoying it. One dude says something about the fight outside the "Inclinators", trying to start up a conversation, the third floor approaches. All of us were in no mood talking, I kept on thinking of Dan in Vegas with Mat and talking to people high on the elevators about Hunter S. Thompson. The dude was next to me and looked at me for a response, fourth floor. I looked down in the mirror and I could still see him, fourth floor. Tiffany makes eye contact with me and we start to smirk, fifth floor. It was too late, the ball was already rolling and the smirk widens, fifth floor. The smirk became a smile, sixth floor. All the frat dudes are looking at me either directly or through the mirrors, sixth floor. The seventh floor finally comes and I start to giggle. The doors open and once I lay one foot outside of the elevator, with most of my body still inside, I bust up laughing. Outside the elevator Tiffany and I are holding on to the walls for support. Andy was disappointed that we couldn't keep it together. Such a good night!
We wake up in the "morning" and check out. We stash our stuff in Tiffany's car. We have Momosas at the Mandlay Bay Buffet. After being gluttonous alcoholics, we start to split up. Shannon and I hang out with Andrea and Luis while the others leave. The four of us have a few drinks at a swanky lounge in the ti. The rooms there are nice, they come with "a doin it" lighting. We have lunch and then my flight leaves at 8. I leave Vegas with $500 bucks in my pocket, what I don't spend is money made. Completely different from the last Vegas story.
So after I get off the plane, get money at the ATM in the airport; I'm in a van on the way to the Luxor. I get my room and turn around and find Shannon looking at me but not seeing me. So I walk up behind her and she still doesn't see me. So after a minute of breathing heavily behind her she finally turns around. We go up to our room in a "Inclinator", since the hotel is in the shape of a pyramid, the elevators don't go straight up and down; they go diagonally at an angle. Its fun now when I'm sober...but when you're wasted... We walk all the way to our room which is smack in the middle of the two "Inclinators". It takes about 10-15 minutes to walk from our room to the "Inclinators" Shannon and I put our stuff down and then start our mission of the weekend...GETTING WASTED.
We saw the "yard" or half yard as they truly are, margaritas and we start taxing those. We walk to the store down the strip to get booze. We buy fanta for the "vodka fanta's, don't ya wanna" and the Club Long Island, big mistake. First of all it tastes like ass. So when we got to the bottom of our margarita, it was uber sweet. Since the club long island tastes like ass we mixed it in with the last of our margaritas and it was still hard to choke down. By this time Meera had landed and arrived with the Vodka. So we mixed some drinks and hit the Luxor. About 1:30-2:00 in the morning (when Vegas shines) we meet up with Andy and his lady friend Tiffany. We move to the room and continue the party.
About 4 in the morning we decide, "We should go out and explore the town!" I remember getting in a cab and going to many places. Drinking lots. That's when the sun came up... We started to sober up on the walk back and only saw the extremely wasted on the way back. I think we went to sleep at 7 or 8. I remember thinking that I've been up for 24 hours and that I was wasted for half of it. I slept comfortably on the bed with Andy forking me, in all fairness I think it went both ways with at some point my had was in between two pillows...
We woke up and went to the Luxor Buffet. It was way grub and since it was like 1 or 2, there was no line. Nice and cheap too. This whole time we were being cautious walking around as it was supposed to be a surprise for Luis that we were in Vegas. So we can bask and take credit for his Masters degree. After Lunch, a few had to go to the bathroom. So Shannon and I were standing by the poker room, I had an itch to play. While Shannon was talking, I look to my right and see Luis point directly at me looking at Andrea. Andrea is holding Luis's hand dragging him past us. I look over at Andrea as she walks quickly past me with her head down only to make eye contact for a brief second, I think that was the widest I've ever seen Andrea's eyes. They were with in five feet of us. I turn making my back to them as they walk past and my eyes widen with no expression on my face. Shannon is oblivious and keeps on talking only to stop to ask what was wrong. I told her and I quickly hid behind a pillar. I looked out periodically making sure they didn't come back.
We go up to the room and I tell everybody the story. The others laugh and I have a little something something to calm my nerves. After we all get gussied up, we go to Pink Taco at the Hard Rock to meet for the surprise dinner. We meet up with Julie, her boyfriend, Daniel (Luis' Cousin) and his buddy. Luis didn't see Shannon and I, so the surprise wasn't ruined. We had a grub meal and as we were leaving the Hard Rock, Shannon and Meera (remember we are all wasted because there isn't a break in drinking and smoking) yell out, "GEORGE, FUCKING, LUCAS". I turn around and I see the short Star Wars creator lowering his head in shame as to not be recognized. While we were waiting in line for a cab we were discussing this event, he walks by again, probably fleeing the attention he was getting in the Hard Rock from the girls.
We get to our room at the Luxor. Each time we go in the "Inclinator", I get more and more disoriented. The girls change in the room while we all have a smoke. Andy gives me my 2CI for the night. It tastes terrible and my stomach already goes into knots. After a few stomach relaxers, we head down to Club RA. We get in fast and free, since we're hotel guests. The place is empty but in 30 min its full. We were having fun dancing for about an hour after that, then I started to get tired of almost two hours of straight dancing. The DJ kept on mixing a song once it started to get good so the music wasn't what it should have been. Meera and Shannon are off on their own exploits and it is Tiffany, Andy, and I, the 2CI-skteers. We have lost the others in the swarm of people. We decide to go up to the room to have a few puffs. On the way up is when I realize that I'm wasted. The elevator was not fun and very dizzying and since it was full of mirrors, the 2CI made them shake. We have a few bowls and then I look around and say, "Andy, you know who would want to be here?" He gives me the most disgusted look I think I've ever received. He couldn't say no because if the tables were turned, he would want the same. Nobody had their cell phone and the girls needed a key to get in the elevators to our room. I told him I would go alone, but he knew that it was going to be very hard task to do by myself. So we got prepared and left together. I had to take my protective glasses.
Downstairs of the elevator somebody stops us, it was Daniels friend. He was waiting for Daniel to come out of the bathroom and had not seen anybody else. Some random Scottish or English guy comes up and asks where we got our "Elvis Glasses". He was so wasted and we were too wasted to comprehend. This is when I come to the conclusion that this is going to be hard because I'm having a hard time understanding people besides ourselves. I hope I don't crack...
We get to the club and Andy can't go in because his stamp rubbed off. So Tiffany and I go in, leaving Andy at a slot machine. It was like a bad movie that we were getting picked off one by one. At least I wasn't the most toe up of the remaining, but that's not always a good thing. The club has reached capacity. Once we enter, we get swept away to the dance floor by the crowd of people. There was no way of moving on your own, only catching a wave of people going one way, it was like a bus. The DJ's had switched spots but still couldn't mix well, now there were two "MC's", and I use the word loosely. The place had changed so much and I couldn't focus on anything because it was all so bright and rhythmic. It was like, I was on, like, drugs or something... We searched the dance floor and couldn't find anybody, I didn't want to split up because I know one or both of us would get lost. We finally saw Andrea and Luis; they lost everybody else long before we found them. That was no help, we told them about Daniel, I don't' think they could understand us. Tiffany and I looked at each other for a second to discuss the situation and when we looked up, Andrea and Luis were gone as quickly as they came in. We decided to go to the bars and look for them. I know Shannon likes the sauce so that would be a good place to look. Tiffany pulls me to the first bar and we look around with disappointment. As we are going to the next bar in the club, we see the girls. Nobody says a word, we just walk out but I'm not holding on to anybody now and I had the hardest time following Shannon. I felt like Han Solo in his Death Star run, as he was leaving the flames were engulfing his ship. The people were all around me trying to take me away...
But we got out alive! Andy, not so happy. This ordeal did take a while. I too would be pissed if I had to sit at a slot machine all wasted. We did make it back to the room and had a few bowls. Meera wanted to get some water or gatorade downstairs. So I volunteer to go, Tiffany and Andy also roll with us. Meera forgot that we all had 2CI and thought we were acting wired. We get our Gatorade and go back up to the room, We pass by two dudes about to throw down. Once we get to the "Inclinator", a bunch of frat boys dressed in cheesy suits come into the elevator with us. Its packed. I try to look away from them but there are mirrors everywhere and it seems they're all looking at us. The door closes, we're sealed in. I brace on the side of the "Inclinator" because I don't know which direction the elevator is going. Second floor comes and the uncomfortable silence sets in, I was enjoying it. One dude says something about the fight outside the "Inclinators", trying to start up a conversation, the third floor approaches. All of us were in no mood talking, I kept on thinking of Dan in Vegas with Mat and talking to people high on the elevators about Hunter S. Thompson. The dude was next to me and looked at me for a response, fourth floor. I looked down in the mirror and I could still see him, fourth floor. Tiffany makes eye contact with me and we start to smirk, fifth floor. It was too late, the ball was already rolling and the smirk widens, fifth floor. The smirk became a smile, sixth floor. All the frat dudes are looking at me either directly or through the mirrors, sixth floor. The seventh floor finally comes and I start to giggle. The doors open and once I lay one foot outside of the elevator, with most of my body still inside, I bust up laughing. Outside the elevator Tiffany and I are holding on to the walls for support. Andy was disappointed that we couldn't keep it together. Such a good night!
We wake up in the "morning" and check out. We stash our stuff in Tiffany's car. We have Momosas at the Mandlay Bay Buffet. After being gluttonous alcoholics, we start to split up. Shannon and I hang out with Andrea and Luis while the others leave. The four of us have a few drinks at a swanky lounge in the ti. The rooms there are nice, they come with "a doin it" lighting. We have lunch and then my flight leaves at 8. I leave Vegas with $500 bucks in my pocket, what I don't spend is money made. Completely different from the last Vegas story.
posted by The Adventures of Dustin at 3:54 PM
1 Comments:
sounds like a great vegas experience.
it was just like the dan and hunter s thompson thing for us. but we (read: I) held it together like a champ...
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