Las Vegas Trip Report 5th - 10th February 2010

I'm not much of a writer, but I figure if I list everything we did then that'll be sufficient.

Friday:
Anyway, so we - this being my buddy Will and I - meet up at the buffet on our university campus to grab some breakfast before the trip. We eat, and then get a taxi to the station, already very excited but not looking forward to a long day of sitting on our asses. Grab the train down to London, and decide to get the Heathrow Express rather than bother with the hassle of taking the underground, which proves to be an expensive decision at 18GBP each, one-way. Ouch. For those of you that don't know, this is a 15ish minute train ride which transfers you between one of the major London stations and Heathrow airport. Get checked in, through security and onto the 8.5 hour flight to Chicago.
Watch the usual shite movies, and generally suffer the indignity of being crammed into seats that are much too small. However, a short (read: long) while later and we arrive in Chicago. Our layover is pretty short, but despite initial worries that we might get stuck in security queues and miss our flight, we get through really quickly and arrive at our gate with plenty of time to spare. Once again back onto the airplane for another 3.5 hours of boredom before trying to see as much of Las Vegas as possible out of the tiny windows. Land, grab luggage and get a taxi to TI. During the ride I nearly break my neck trying to look at everything. Vegas cabs need glass roofs.
We check into the hotel exactly 24 hours after leaving my apartment. The girl at the check-in desk gets us a room on the 33rd floor, so the view is pretty nice.
At this point I'm getting constant impatient texts from Loves for us to get our asses over to the Hard Rock, so after a shower we grab a cab over. After a few awkward seconds in the lobby trying to figure out where she was, we meet LOVESVEGAS18888 :p and we all head over into Wasted Space for their awesome $40 open bar deal. We meet Drew and Aria, and at some point in the evening we meet nyc2vegas, although I can't remember exactly when. As you can probably tell from this, we make good use of the open bar and proceed to get drunk. Wasted Space is great, although the guy/girl ratio is waaaay off. Maybe it was just that night, I don't know.
At this point the memories get a little hazy, but I do remember that Will and I started playing blackjack. At a $50 table. Needless to say, despite making $200 on the first hand, we proceed to lose it all, and don't even spend enough time there to get a 'free' drink. We go back to hang out with Aria and nyc2 who are debating politics, and have some Patron. I disappear off to play craps with some girl I met, which I give up on quickly when I realise I have no idea what's going on. After a while I ditch her and for whatever reason get it in my head that I can walk home. I quickly realise this isn't going to happen after a few hundred yards, and walk back to the Hard Rock in time to say goodnight to Aria and nyc2 and get a cab back to TI with Will.

I was going to post this in one go, but I'm feeling lazy so you'll have to make do with one bit at a time.

Las Vegas Trip Report 5th - 10th February 2010

I'm not much of a writer, but I figure if I list everything we did then that'll be sufficient.

Friday:
Anyway, so we - this being my buddy Will and I - meet up at the buffet on our university campus to grab some breakfast before the trip. We eat, and then get a taxi to the station, already very excited but not looking forward to a long day of sitting on our asses. Grab the train down to London, and decide to get the Heathrow Express rather than bother with the hassle of taking the underground, which proves to be an expensive decision at 18GBP each, one-way. Ouch. For those of you that don't know, this is a 15ish minute train ride which transfers you between one of the major London stations and Heathrow airport. Get checked in, through security and onto the 8.5 hour flight to Chicago.
Watch the usual shite movies, and generally suffer the indignity of being crammed into seats that are much too small. However, a short (read: long) while later and we arrive in Chicago. Our layover is pretty short, but despite initial worries that we might get stuck in security queues and miss our flight, we get through really quickly and arrive at our gate with plenty of time to spare. Once again back onto the airplane for another 3.5 hours of boredom before trying to see as much of Las Vegas as possible out of the tiny windows. Land, grab luggage and get a taxi to TI. During the ride I nearly break my neck trying to look at everything. Vegas cabs need glass roofs.
We check into the hotel exactly 24 hours after leaving my apartment. The girl at the check-in desk gets us a room on the 33rd floor, so the view is pretty nice.
At this point I'm getting constant impatient texts from Loves for us to get our asses over to the Hard Rock, so after a shower we grab a cab over. After a few awkward seconds in the lobby trying to figure out where she was, we meet and we all head over into Wasted Space for their awesome $40 open bar deal. We meet Drew and Aria, and at some point in the evening we meet nyc2vegas, although I can't remember exactly when. As you can probably tell from this, we make good use of the open bar and proceed to get drunk. Wasted Space is great, although the guy/girl ratio is waaaay off. Maybe it was just that night, I don't know.
At this point the memories get a little hazy, but I do remember that Will and I started playing blackjack. At a $50 table. Needless to say, despite making $200 on the first hand, we proceed to lose it all, and don't even spend enough time there to get a 'free' drink. We go back to hang out with Aria and nyc2 who are debating politics, and have some Patron. I disappear off to play craps with some girl I met, which I give up on quickly when I realise I have no idea what's going on. After a while I ditch her and for whatever reason get it in my head that I can walk home. I quickly realise this isn't going to happen after a few hundred yards, and walk back to the Hard Rock in time to say goodnight to Aria and nyc2 and get a cab back to TI with Will.

I was going to post this in one go, but I'm feeling lazy so you'll have to make do with one bit at a time.

no!! you met LOVES and Drew :(

Tell us the dirty juicy details

Thanks!

You were referred to in the line that says "we meet". I should probably have said your name, I'll edit. I apologise for being so vague, I'm a little short on sleep. :P

You were referred to in the line that says "we meet". I should probably have said your name, I'll edit. I apologise for being so vague, I'm a little short on sleep. :P

Oh please.. it's not like you had an across country flight :p

Saturday:
Thanks to the jetlag, two hours or so after falling asleep I wake up, still in a very drunk state. I decided to get something to drink from the vending machine, and proceed to walk down the corridor in my boxers whilst receiving some strange looks from other people in the corridor. This surprises me, I'd think people would be accustomed to seeing partially naked people in Vegas.
Anyway, a short while later we decide to head to In-N-Out, whilst still with a nice buzz going on. We eat, and then decide we need another Double-Double for the road. As we wander over to Excalibur to meet everyone, drunkenness starts to turn into a hangover and we both start feeling pretty shit. Nevertheless, we head to Dicks to meet everyone from last night, as well as Cristina, SoCal, William142 and Kevin, who is Will's buddy from work. Or something. I don't really remember the details.
After hanging out for a while there, which involves Cristina getting teabagged by our waiter, we head back to our respective hotels to get changed, and then head over to Loves' room at Carriage House for some pre-drinking.
We then head up to the Palms to go to the clubs there. The guys all get the wristbands, whilst the girls rely on their powers of persuasion (read: tits) to get in. I'm not entirely sure what happened, but at any rate we ended up getting separated with Will, Kevin, me and Will heading up to the Playboy club whilst everyone else goes to Rain. During the course of the night we move around and visit all the clubs and try to meet up with everyone else. We reassemble, and we then meet up with Chapp and Mrs.Chapp and go back through a couple of the clubs. People keep getting separated, so eventually Aria, SoCal, Will and I decide to leave. (I may have forgotten someone here, but I can't think who)
The taxi line at the Palms is insane, so rather than wait in the cold we decide to head across the road to the Gold Coast to get a cab there. After a bit of a trek we find a taxi and head over to Planet Hollywood, which is right next to where Aria and SoCal are staying. I can't remember whose idea it was, but I am forever indebted to them since we then decide to grab something to eat at the Earl of Sandwich in PH, who happen to make the most fucking incredible sandwich known to mankind. It was amazing. I can't say enough good things about it, those fuckers should hire me as their spokesman. After having my mind blown by a sandwich, we decide the evening has clearly reached it's high and we head back to our hotels to sleep.

Nice! I like to hear the differing views of the weekend. And +1 on Earl of Sandwich. I have to thank The Chang for introducing me to it.

Nice! I like to hear the differing views of the weekend. And +1 on Earl of Sandwich. I have to thank The Chang for introducing me to it.

+2 on Earl

What's the bomb sandwich at Earl? Or is it just the whole menu?

What's the bomb sandwich at Earl? Or is it just the whole menu?

I think the whole menu is good, I've only had 1 sandwich from there and it was incredible. I think I ate it the whole weekend I was there for NYE.

lol...me getting teabagged could have been left out :)~ So much fun. I miss you already!!

Enjoying the TR, glad you had fun, keep it coming.

Las Vegas Trip Report 5th - 10th February 2010

I'm not much of a writer, but I figure if I list everything we did then that'll be sufficient.

Friday:
...After a while I ditch her and for whatever reason get it in my head that I can walk home. I quickly realise this isn't going to happen after a few hundred yards, and walk back to the Hard Rock ....

It's never as close as it seems when you're drunk. I have done this one too many times.

Nice! I like to hear the differing views of the weekend. And +1 on Earl of Sandwich. I have to thank The Chang for introducing me to it.

Sounds like The Earl, approved by The Chang, is def on my dining list next trip. Seems to be in nearly everyone's TR lately.