My girlfriends and I stayed March 10-14. This is day 1 of our adventures:

The Players:
Original Cast/the drinkers/friends from elementary and middle school – me, Samantha, Lisa and Janey*
New Members/gamblers (I’ve known Dani less than a year) – Danielle* and Anna*
*denotes Vegas Virgin

Day 1
I made Anna and Dani spend the night at my house so I didn’t have to worry about them getting to the airport. We left my house at 3:40, to meet a cab at 4am at my friend Lisa’s house for our 6am flight. When I arrived at Lisa’s mom’s house not a single light was on. I had to jimmy the lock on her car, hit the garage door opener and for all intents and purposes break into Lisa’s house where I found her out cold with the alarm clock SCREAMING in her ear. Lucky for her the cab didn’t arrive until 4:02 so she had JUST enough time to pull on sweats and be out the door. We made the flight with no troubles (my luggage was 47.5lbs) and had a layover in Detroit that was about 45 minutes. Everyone took a pee break and decided to get a cup of coffee. As we were standing in line at Caribou we hear “final boarding call for flight 2429 to Las Vegas”. It was just like a scene in a movie: we look at each other in HORROR and then make a mad dash back to our seats, grab our stuff and run down the terminal screaming “HOLD THE PLANE!!!!”. Everyone made it aboard, that time (obvious foreshadowing).

Vegas Arrival
4 of us stayed at TI and 2 at MGM. The two of us on the flight that were at TI checked in at 11am with no problems. Dani and Anna who stayed at MGM had to wait until 1pm. I did not try the $20 trick because I was checking in for 2 rooms and asked for adjoining rooms. After that little request the clerk reminded me that checkin was officially at 3pm and I didn’t think I needed to rock the boat so we had a lovely view of the Trump building and NOTHING else. We were still waiting for 2 more of the girls to arrive in Vegas so we decided to walk the strip. We’d had a couple of drinks when Anna decided she HAD to eat and the only place she would consider was the effing buffet at Harrahs. No joke. Lisa and I both agreed that this was the only bone we would throw Anna and Danielle and from that point forward we would do us and let them do them. About 30 minutes later, Sam arrived and so Lisa and I left the buffet to go meet her back at the casino. We’d been drinking $1 margarita’s with extra shots of cuervo so we decided to stop and grab Sam one as her first official drink. Everyone at the bar thought our “and a shot of cuervo” was a great idea since those margaritas were so weak. As we are walking/running back to TI in the rain, I hear a scream and turn around…Lisa (all 5’10.75 inches of her) has completely wiped out and spilled margarita all over herself. Fail. We finally make it to TI, buy ourselves Citrons on ice, head up to the room and SCREAM BLOODY MURDER!!! Vegas baby, fist pump, let the dogs out, YEEA!!!!!!!!!!!! The three of us decide to go down to Kahunaville and have a drink (or 2) while waiting for our third friend Janey to arrive in Vegas. She flew in from JAX but was delayed in Ft. Worth (bummer). At Kahunaville, Sam and I decide to go big. We get the HUGE 48oz goblet and Lisa punks out and gets the 24oz cup. Sam and I trash talked her until she manned up and ordered a goblet as well. At that point Sam decided it was time for her first shot of Jameson (gag). Janey finally called and said she was in a cab on the way to TI so we went screaming down to the lobby and did more Vegas baby, fist pumping, letting dogs out screaming. At that point we decided to get Janey food and to hit up a liquor store for a bottle of Citron and a bottle of Bicardi. We all took a nap and set the alarms for 8pm so we could get ready to GO.

1st Night Out
We called the girls at the MGM and told them to meet us at Zuri bar at 10:00pm so we could eventually make our way over to Ghostbar and the Playboy club. Walking into the MGM Grand, a promoter stopped us and tried to get us to go to Studio 54 but we politely declined. He then informed us there was a free Absolut bar until 11pm, SOLD. We went to Studio 54, drank, drank and drank some more and then danced our faces off. To be honest, we probably enjoyed Studio 54 the most because of the dancefloor, the dj mix and the free drinks that were NOT rail. Around midnight we headed over to the Palms at which point everyone was still MOSTLY good although Sam’s shoes were starting to cause trouble. We went to Ghostbar which was packed but unfortunately nobody was dancing. In fact everyone was standing with their drinks in hand looking around, not quite our scene. So then we headed over to the playboy club. I talked to doorman, I’m on this list with this many chicks. He looks over my shoulder, looks back at me and goes “your girl can’t get in with no shoes”. I look over and Sam is sprawled out at a slot machine with no shoes in sight. WTF. Her shoes are now just MISSING. 6 of us and no one could account for her damn shoes. 4 of us go up to the club and come back in about 10 minutes. Same exact deal, no one was dancing, just standing staring. At this point we decide to head back to TI to regroup and grab Sam some shoes. We then set off for Magaritaville but get sidetracked by Rockhouse outside of the Imperial. There are pictures of us on the stripper poles and in the cages…. At that point Lisa and Sam called it a night. Janey and I decide to keep going, we finally make it to Margaritaville but it was closed…back to Rockhouse it is. By the time we got there we decided we were done and we took a cab ACROSS THE STREET to TI. Like literally across the street, we just couldn’t make it. As we were leaving the cab I notice an unopened beer in the seat pocket…don’t mind if I do! So I grab it, go up to the room, Janey drinks the beer alone while I faceplant in my bed...

Nice TR!

I like the foreshadowing lol. It's like impending doom. My group almost missed our flight back to ny...we did the mad dash to the gate also.

Fun times! Your friend seems like a fun mess lol.

BTW, ghostbar and playboy are more loungish. If you want dancing at the palms, you'd have to go to rain or moon.

damn you ladies seemed to have an awesome first night can't wait to read the rest. I loved how you made the best of each situation

yeah i like the forshadowing also, sound s like you ladies are having a good time, except for the one with shoe issues.

OMG! Love it! Keep it going, and don't forget the pictures!

Nice beginning! Can't wait to hear the rest!

Day 2:
We wake up around 7ish (we’re on east coast time) and Janey mixes herself a vodka soda. We then decide me, Janey, Sam and Lisa will hit the Denny’s across the street. Lisa wants to check out Sephora so goes ahead and then grabs a table at Denny’s. 10 minutes later she calls “where are you?” this repeats for about 20 minutes. It took us 30 minutes to get there because Sam kept stopping to puke. The bagboys were literally laughing and pointing. We get TO denny’s and Sam excuses herself immediately to puke. Our food comes, we grub and then I stand up and announce I need to hit the bathroom as well. I did a true vomit job and unfortunately because it was an automatic flush toilet I couldn’t find the button to make the vomit go down. I come out and announce that we need to leave, asap. We then head into the Venetian and decide we need a cocktail to settle our nerves. We hit up this stuffy bar where in a 2 minute period we get into a girl fight (Lisa made a sarcastic comment to me, I responded that I was getting tired of her crap and then burst into tears), apologies are made, hugs are given, we kiss and make up and then sing along to a backstreet boys song that we all remember from our childhood. The bartender was less than pleased. We then walked a minute down the shops and stopped at a freezee shop and ordered drinks there. We hung out with the bartenders there for about 30 minutes then moved it further into the shops. We got about a minute away and stopped at a SinCity so Sam could try their whiskey… cue MORE tears, this time from Lisa as her and Janey discuss how much they love me. Seriously. The bartender takes one look at us and goes “would you ladies like to try a bubblegum vodka shot?” and we all immediately say yes. I now have a vodka soda, a 30oz slushy with an extra shot of vodka and a shot in front of me. Excessive? No, it’s Vegas baby. So at this point we decide to move down to the seedier part of town because Sam wants to hit up “Slots of Fun” where she remembers the slots being very lose. They were, Janey won Lisa $50 off of a single dollar. YES! We then decide to walk a little bit further down the strip when Janey finally falls over after drinking for 8 hours straight. She falls down, drops her drink and begins to giggle. A freaking BUM then proceeds to throw a beer bottle at her, only in Vegas. We hit up a souvenir shop but Janey and I are TERRIBLY distracted by the $1 shot signs being advertised at the Sahara and it’s finally decided that Sam will stay and shop while me, Lisa and Janey check out the drink situation. At this point I don’t remember much. I recall doing 3 shots because Lisa and Janey disappeared. I remember calling Sam to tell her I was lost and her “finding” me. I do not remember spilling my beer but there’s a picture to prove it. Apparently I sat the beer down, in the air. Not on the ground or a table or a bench, I just let go of it. I remember talking a lot of smack on the bus home to some old fat disgusting man. I remember Lisa and Sam banning Janey and I to the room, they actually refused to let us stand in line to order food at the sandwich shop in our casino. I have a thread on my phone between me and Sam in which I accused Janey of being drunk and “cursing and shit in my bed” and also admit to having just called my mother… While all of this is going on with us, I got a text from Anna and Dani saying they found their groove at a blackjack table at Planet Hollywood but the cocktail waitress brought them a few corona’s each and they’ve hit their alcohol level and are headed back to the MGM in a cab to pass out, please call later.

Night 2. Lisa wakes me up around 9pm so we can get dressed to go to TAO. Janey is not going to make it. She’s out cold in the bed and is displaying serious signs of drunkenness, arms stretched above her head, rambling and cursing to herself in her sleep. At one point we weren’t sure we could even leave her alone. Danielle texts me at that point, that from now on I need to text Anna instead of her…ummm okay. I proceed to get dressed for TAO but I am dragging ass. The promoter keeps texting to ask our ETA and I let him know it’s gone from 6 girls to 5 and to text the other 2 directly. I then let him know that I can’t make it and it will only be Lisa and Sam. They both flip out but there’s just no way I can make it out…unless perhaps I throw up. I puke for about 15 minutes, wash my face, put my party dress on and fall back in line to party. We went over to TAO, stood in line for about 10 minutes while I bitched that it was the most ridiculous line I had ever seen. We go in and are directed upstairs to the open bar. We opt out of the rail option and just buy our citron&soda’s and shots of jameson for Sam. We do not like TAO. We are there for about 30 minutes when we give each other the eye that we need to leave. It was just too crowded, there was no clear dance floor and the dj isn’t playing any songs for longer than 30 seconds. Again, not our scene. Sam decides to have one last drink while I run back to the casino to do a quick outfit change. I left my strapless bra at home and Sam loaned me hers but the dress kept showing the bra and I just happen to be one of those girls who CAN’T have fun if my bra is showing.

Night 2/Part 2
I run back to the hotel, stop at the front desk for a room key because before the trip I stated that upon arrival in Vegas I would cease all responsibility for everything and everyone including myself, that being said I felt a room key was just too much responsibility. I try to get in both rooms but can’t. Finally Janey opens the door, I look at her, she looks at me and I ask “are you going to rally?” and she responds “HELL YEA! IT’S VEGAS BABY!!!”. She told me she’d literally just finished puking and was gonna hit a quick shower and be ready to go. At this point Anna and Danielle text me that they are on the way to our casino. Party time YES. Everyone shows up, we have a few cocktails and we head down to the club. This is where the Vegas Baby trip turns sour. I asked two guys to ask Lisa “how much”. They did and she immediately started to cry. I completely forgot that 2 years ago she was arrested for drunk in public and the cop accused her of being a prostitute. What would have been a great joke on anyone else completely missed the mark and really hurt her. I told the other 4 to go ahead and Lisa and I laid in bed while she cried…for a few hours. It probably wouldn’t have been SO bad, but it was also after a couple of DUIs so there were some serious consequences, I’m sorry, I’m an ass, I forgot!!!! At one point Anna came back to the room to borrow flats for her and Danielle. Anna tells us she went to the wrong room downstairs before FINALLY making it to us. Anna is very drunk and comes back to the room at least 5 times in 5 minutes because she kept forgetting stuff, the shoes, the room key, her drink etc. Lisa decides the only way she can sleep is to have the TV on…but it doesn’t work. Lisa wants me to call downstairs but I refuse. We cannot tell them the TV is broken at 3am – it’ll be just like in Borat when they have to explain to him how a remote control works… Eventually, to shut Lisa up I call down and explain I REALLY need the tv on. TI sends an engineer up right away. The poor bastard has to deal with Lisa in bed crying, me in bed naked and Janey (who’s back at this point) and her shenanigans. Janey questions him about being security, he explains he’s not. Janey tells him he LOOKS like security, he again explains he’s not…that he’s there to fix our tv. He goes over to the tv and hits the power button. It came on, no problems… Janey then tells him the tv in the other room is broken too because it’s stuck on CMT. I tipped him a $20. Janey then tells us about her adventure back to room, she took the wrong elevator (TI has express elevators that only go to certain floors) and decided to walk up 7 flights of stairs (nothing like drunk logic) however after she entered the stairwell she realized a sign on the door said “no re-entry”. So she walked down 12 flights of stairs before she encountered a hotel employee who is paid to sit in the stairwell so that when drunk guests lock themselves into the stairwell they can be released. The hotel employee then walked Janey TO OUR ROOM. That’s all I remember from Thursday.

LOL thats awsome and I love the drunk logic... and yours for not trying the power button haha

You ever notice that a lot of Vegas trips have a "sour point". The trick is the recovery.

Great trip report! Love it.
Totally visualized everything. especially like the story at the bar where you fight for a few seconds, cry then make up right away, and sing backstreet boys.. lol. and your friend sitting without the shoes is too cute!

Man girls are drama :)

Man girls are drama :)

I was just thinking that...

Great script for a reality tv show.:)

wow. you girls drink hard. great tr

Who wears a bra to a Vegas club? LOL J/K

Good report. Drama-filled to say the least.

Obviously universal is against bra's and anything else that may cover da boobies :)

Obviously universal is against bra's and anything else that may cover da boobies :)

I hope I'm not the only one on this board that agrees with that philosophy. :cool:

Day 3
We all wake up feeling much better. I call the spa over at the Excalibur and book massages or wraps for all 6 of us. We head that way, eat breakfast at the café in the Excalibur where the food was pretty good but the service sucked. Anna and Dani ate breakfast with some dude Anna picked up the night before. We entered then spa and off the bat gave Michelle, the receptionist $20 for putting up with our scheduling issues. I called her about 5 times trying to sort out what everyone wanted. Our treatments were FABULOUS. I had an aromatherapy wrap, the spa tech covered me in oil, wrapped me in sheets, wrapped me in steaming hot towels, wrapped me in this foil thing and then left me in the room in the dark for 30 minutes. Superb. Janey and Lisa both admitted to crying while in their wraps… The only down thing was Anna requested that the masseuse focus on her right foot but she failed to read the info card and then blamed Anna for not telling her. The manager took care of it right away and gave her a free massage for the following day. I would definitely recommend this spa for a group of rowdy girls who don’t want to talk in whispers the whole time and who are on a budget… Next we hit up NYNY for a little gambling (and a cocktail). We put Janey in a cab back to TI and hung out at NYNY for a bit drinking/gambling. Eventually we split with Anna and Danielle and just walked a bit back up the strip. We checked out the Monte Carlo since none of us had ever been inside of it (blah) and then hit up the new city center (pretentious) where Lisa and I posed for a picture in front of a ground fountain, it is by the grace of God that we fell FORWARD and not backwards. We walked across to Planet Hollywood for $1 jello shots but ended up walking the whole 'miracle mile' looking for the taxi line and Sam gave a homeless guy a $20 because she felt so bad for him. We cabbed it back to TI and got dressed for the Wynn buffet. Went to the Wynn and Anna and Danielle claimed to hate it. I’m sorry, you preferred the Harrah’s dogfood over this?!?! Yea right, whatever. We were invited to the Palms by a promoter to see DJ Jazzy Jeff and one of the jersey shore kids but we eventually decided against it. We split and made plans to meet up later that night.



Night 3

We head to Excalibur for the Thunder from Down Under show. In line to buy tickets one of the girls refuses to let me pay as a thank you for putting the whole trip together. I now have an extra $55 which is immediately reallocated for 2 citron lemon drops, a shot of patron and a shot of jameson. We go see the show which was excellent. This is a shameless plug but my favorite part was when one of the dancers jumped off the stage and onto a table in the audience, gabbed this lady’s beer, poured it all over himself and then shook the excess out of his hair…that was a nice touch. We declined the afterparty and headed over to MGM to meet Danielle who didn’t see the show because she was having a fat girl moment… As we walk in MGM we decide to stop for a quick $4 jager bomb and as we head down the escalator we’re once again enticed into Studio54 for free drinks. We chill there for awhile but around midnight we put Janey and Lisa in a cab back to the hotel. Me, Sam, Anna and Danielle dance for awhile but finally decide to roll out to the club at our casino Christian Audgier. We stopped for a quick shoe change and then danced our faces off. We ended up chilling with a bachelor party for most of the night but ultimately decided against going back with them to their casino, because as Danielle put it “they were too horny to go anywhere with”. While waiting for Anna outside the club after it closed me and this guy decided in 0-60 seconds to further our acquaintance upstairs in my room…. Danielle later told me that his boys were beyond pissed because he had their room key…oh well! As previously mentioned, I did NOT have a room key because I felt it would be too much for me to handle, I tell random guy not to worry, one of the girls will open the door. As we get off the elevator on our floor, Anna is just getting on and I get the roomkey from her but she informs me it doesn't work. She tells me the next day that me and random guy went running down the hall cheering because we felt we "scored". When we finally get to the room, I have to knock because the key doesn't work...Sam opened the door in a bra, no pants/shorts/panties just bare from the waist down. This is where things definitely get a little shady. I apparently interrupted Sam while she was peeing to let her know I needed a condom, then refused to wait and found them myself however failed to alert Sam so she spent the next 10 minutes looking and eventually interrupted me and random guy to let us know she couldn’t find them. She also woke Lisa up to let her know she’d probably be happier sleeping in the other room. Janey tells us the next morning, she woke up to Lisa asking to sleep in her bed because I was with some dude and Sam was having a sex dream…

wtf this shit gets weirder

and you guys hung out at the studio 54 and christian audgier? but walked out of Tao.

Still an entertaining TR.

Obviously universal is against bra's and anything else that may cover da boobies :)

I hope I'm not the only one on this board that agrees with that philosophy. :cool:

I agree with ya uni :D no bra is the hotness :D

DIZZID!!! post some pics imo

Is this loves posting as dizzid?????

I can't believe Nyce just called my TR out as being WEIRD!!!!!!
And guys I would post pictures, I'm debating, the problem is that 4 of the 6 of us work for the government and 3 of us have clearances. We're all very young in our careers so we're trying not to screw ourselves over yet.

Disclaimer: Please don't read until the next paragraph break if you have a weak stomach or haven't figured out yet that my friends and I have no shame...

Day 4
Lisa wakes me up SCREAMING bloody murder around 7am. I had my last citron on ice around 3 am so I am definitely still drunk. I sit up and start screaming too “what? What? What?” apparently Lisa was going to throw the condom wrappers on the bed but when she reached down she realized there was actually a used condom on the floor…not our proudest moment...

I roll over, sleep for another 20 minutes when the girls decide we ARE going to breakfast. Sam and I pull on sweats and sunglasses and are literally slumped over the table trying to eat. I mis-identify a breakfast potato as a chicken finger and/or a potato wedge. I also can not drink enough water. The poor waiter finally gives us a pitcher. Sam has heard a rumor that McFadden’s has “cheap jameson shots” and refuses to back down despite not actually being able to sit up at the table. We FINALLY decide to go back to the room, nap and then hit McFadden’s. Danielle calls to meet up with us because Anna has ditched her for some scrub. We get to the Rio when I have my ultimate fatgirl moment. I want pizza and I want it right then. Lisa, Sam and Janey go drink while Danielle and I have a pizza, each. I ate half of mine and then began to cry and asked Danielle if this was my fat girl moment, without pausing in eating, and she responded that indeed it was! We finally stopped gorging/eating our emotions and met up with the others at McFaddens. Carbombs were $5 a pop so I bought everyone a round. Sam drank her whiskey and we decided to move it over to Caesar’s. We get to Caesar’s, take some obscene pictures with his statue and move it across to Margaritaville. Lisa and I head into the Flamingo in search of sweatshirts and then the bathroom. I am stopped one second from the bathroom by what can only be described as the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. He sees my tshirt “irish and loving it” and wants to know if I’m from Ireland. I sarcastically replied yes and he demanded to know what part. At that point I realized he was from Ireland and had taken me literally. We talked for about 10 minutes. I told him about how we kept crying and he told me that he and his mates actually had a couple of “brawls” and to not worry about it. At that point Lisa came out of the bathroom and his buddy showed up so it was decided they would come have a drink with us and the girls at Margaritaville. Lisa stopped in the giftshop and I went up to meet the girls and announced that I had a “gift” for Sam meaning the Irish boys. Janey announced to the Irishmen, us and several marines that she would like to make out with one of the Irishmen and proceeded to do just that. I told her that by making out with him she’s perpetuating the stereotype that American girls are easy….thank god. They hang with us for awhile before moving on. We stay at Margaritaville for a little longer before deciding to head next door to O’Sheas. As we are leaving, Sam stops to say goodbye to a group of marines and we impatiently wait downstairs. Finally the girls send me up to collect Sam but I get distracted by the bartender who also liked my shirt. At this point I'm pretty much leaning all the way across the bar when I hear my name being yelled, I look over and Janey and Dani have the "wtf are you doing?" look on their faces. I totally forgot about them because the bartender was so damn hot. We finally made it across to O'Shea's and when we get there I spot a bachelor party in t-shirts and demand to know where the bachelor is. He’s playing poker at a table and I tell him that I am going to buy him a shot RIGHT now and run off to the bar. He comes up a few minutes later and he refuses to accept a drink from me…instead he INSISTS on buying me and my girls a round of shots. Tequila for everyone but Sam who sticks with jameson. We hang out with the crazy bachelor party for a couple of hours until Janey mentions she’d like to visit her grandmother in Albuquerque. That is significant because we had previously decided days before on a safe word which if uttered by any of the girls in our group meant “cease, desist and leave immediately”. When Janey mentioned her grandmother in Albuquerque we ALL agreed it was a GREAT idea and told the boys we had to go. As Sam put it if we hadn’t left then one of us would have been screwed, right there. We went to Harrah’s where we photobombed some poor bastards picture and Sam who was sitting on a rail, fell and swung around the bar twice and then was flung off. Think olympics gymnast. Every single person stood there speechless having witnessed her acrobats but she jumped right back up like a champ. At that point we decide to split for dinner.

Night 4 –
We get dressed and head downstairs for Pho. Sam refuses to put a dress on until we are at the restaurant at which point she decides she DOES want to dress up so she leaves to change. We eat our food and decide we need to lie down. I immediately pass out. The girls wake me up at 10 so that Janey can leave to catch her flight home. I text Anna and Danielle that things aren’t looking good on our side. Sam at this point is bitching that she wants to go out but she literally can’t stop puking or get out of bed. Lisa is also down for the count and is silently weeping in Janey’s bed. Seriously, she had her head between her knees and I said "is she crying?" at which point she turned to us and started sobbing. I mix her a vodka soda to take the edge off and text Danielle that after I finish puking and refreshing my make up I will cab it to MGM. She calls me RAGING drunk “she just bet $100 on a single hand, she hasn’t eaten since noon, Anna left her, she wants her mother etc”. She denied this conversation the next day until she looked at her phone record to see that she did indeed make an outgoing call to me. I finally pulled a tshirt on over my party dress and closed my eyes at midnight on a Saturday in Vegas. Fail.

I love how you girls are puking one minute and drinking shots the next. Way to rally.

I hate to admitt it, but I could never keep you gals! You've just given new meaning to the phase "Party Til You Puke" :)

LOL "puke and rally"

Come on, everyone does this!!!!!! Right?!?! It's VEGAS!!!!

Haha that 2nd pic is great.

There's a lot of crying going on here. Almost a sad TR, but filled with plenty of drinking of puking.

And I meant "weird" in an interesting way. Like, that was a very interesting (weird) trip to Vegas.

Looks like a comfortable bed there. Love all the puke and rallying going on. Sounds like it was a hell of a trip!

Day 5
We wake up and hit walgreens for souvenirs. The first 2 times I went to Vegas i didn't even have a postcard to show for the trip. I drop $70 on crap and realize we need to get the hell out of this town ASAP. Sam heads to the airport early because she’s flying stand by. We didn’t realize we were on the same flight home until the night before so we canceled my mother grabbing us from Dulles because Sam’s bf can pick us all up. We meet her at LAS, after our cabbie neglects to put us off at American, but instead at the other end the airport because he’s a jackass. Sam is told she can’t board in a tshirt so before I checked my luggage I pulled her out a nice shirt. American had the worse bag check in system I’ve ever seen. At one point an employee yelled at us for not being able to understand how the system worked, she also refused to acknowledge that I had already checked us in until I showed her the boarding passes. I finally had to request that she not speak to any of us again. Another employee came over and took care of us. It’s 10:30 on a Sunday at McCarran, do you REALLY think people can handle checking their own luggage? Do you really think you should antagonize them about it? Or should you just take the extra step and DO YOUR JOB?!?! We breeze through security, except Anna who is pulled aside and is made to throw everything out of her carry on...the same stuff that made it out of NATIONAL AIRPORT is being confiscated at Las Vegas, yea right…were we flagged? Clearly. We meet up with Sam, give her the shirt, get food and hang out. 5 minutes before the plane departs she is told she can’t sit in executive class in jeans. She misses our flight and we realize that it’s official, Vegas has won. We call Sam on our layover, she’s crying, I’m crying, the stranger next to me is crying (jk) it’s a serious mess. She eventually finds a flight that got her home at 9am the next day. We take a $60 cab ride home and all agree not to contact each other for at least 7 days.

Review: looking back, I’m glad that we had the group that we did. I don’t think any other combinations would have been able to regroup from all of the crying and puking and still genuinely love each other. The main 4 of us have been traveling together since we were little kids. In fact we tell people we aren’t friends, we’re sisters (cue the awws).

Hindsight: I booked us 4 nights because I felt last time 3 nights wasn’t enough. I can admit when I’m wrong, three nights won’t be a problem next time.

Clubbing: I also should’ve researched the clubs a little more. We aren’t into house/trance. We also prefer to DRINK at a bar and dance at a club. We noticed that we didn’t hear any lil’ wayne, wacka flacka, Gucci mane, jay-z or TI. We kind of chalked that up to being from DC where we hear all types of hiphop in the clubs including go-go and reggae. We thought TAO was gorgeous just too crowded and I’m also not sure table service makes sense…at least not for girls. I came here with you people, why seclude myself away from everyone else?

TI: we felt the service was great and very prompt, very clean casino, nice sized rooms and a super early check in. The major con was that one night, our group was split and both of us tried finding quick cheap food, one group around midnight and then the second around 2am. There was no carryout just sit in and room service. As my friend Anna said “there are too many rules”. I will also make sure that next time there’s some type of 24-hr food stand in our casino so that the night doesn’t have to end if you realize at 2am you haven’t eaten in 12 hours… I personally would stay here again if looking for a nice casino however we’ve made it a point not to stay at the same place twice.

American Airlines: don’t do it

Vegas 3, Dizzi 0 but ready for Round 4!!!!

Very nice. Great detailed TR.

I think next time you should ease up on the heaving drinking during the day, and leave it for the party time (pool parties or clubs at night). That way, the 4 nights will be do-able. Aside from that, I applaud your group for having a great trip.

Table service works better for guys. For females, it's not an issue getting into a club really. For a group of guys, it could be.

Very nice. Great detailed TR.

I think next time you should ease up on the heaving drinking during the day, and leave it for the party time (pool parties or clubs at night). That way, the 4 nights will be do-able. Aside from that, I applaud your group for having a great trip.



i do not agree. sat night in bed in vegas is still vegas. you never know if you wake up. then you can keep on partying.

having said that, wow, again. you party soooo hard. wish i was one of the infamous "random" guys. love that expression btw. great tr.

i do not agree. sat night in bed in vegas is still vegas. you never know if you wake up. then you can keep on partying.

having said that, wow, again. you party soooo hard. wish i was one of the infamous "random" guys. love that expression btw. great tr.

Sat night in bed in Vegas is still Sat night in bed, IMO.

Especially if it's the last night. Sure you can wake up and go gambling at any point, but I'll make sure clubbing is on top of my priorities. Altho you could wake up and hit up Drais.

i do not agree. sat night in bed in vegas is still vegas. you never know if you wake up. then you can keep on partying.

having said that, wow, again. you party soooo hard. wish i was one of the infamous "random" guys. love that expression btw. great tr.

Sat night in bed in Vegas is still Sat night in bed, IMO.

Especially if it's the last night. Sure you can wake up and go gambling at any point, but I'll make sure clubbing is on top of my priorities. Altho you could wake up and hit up Drais.

after wed, thur and fri at pool parties and clubs, we gambled a little and spent sat night in bed. BUT we the first ones in rehab the next day. :D

I think our fatal flaw Saturday was not taking a nap. Most days between 4-8 I would make us lie down but because I was so far gone from the barhopping I pulled a "King Kong ain't got shit on me" and utterly failed.

I also agree with Nyce that Saturday night in bed is Saturday night in bed :(

Awww honey! I love your TR - if I attempted Vegas with my local friends from school it would be carnage!!!! Tears, tantrums and tiaras doesn't even begin to cover it! I'm very pleased you're all still talking to each other! :-D
But yes, next time: XS and tryst, it has the best quality boys and decent dance floors!

I think our fatal flaw Saturday was not taking a nap. Most days between 4-8 I would make us lie down but because I was so far gone from the barhopping I pulled a "King Kong ain't got shit on me" and utterly failed.

I also agree with Nyce that Saturday night in bed is Saturday night in bed :(

It's all good, you have May to make up for it. :D

But there better not be any crying going on.

lol...all I needed was popcorn and a soda! That was a very entertaining TR!

Damn you guys are insane I don't think I'd ever be able to keep up with you ladies. I wouldn't survive without my sleep....it's prolly cause I rush the drinks at night :(

Is this loves posting as dizzid?????

veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery funny D