Murlin
05-06-2010, 10:16 AM
OK Party People! I posted this a couple of months ago as an introduction to myself and it was recommended that I post this as a trip report. So I cut out some but left the good parts for your entertainment.... Enjoy
I have been to Vegas once before like four years ago to throw a pity party for myself. I was recently separated and stressed to no end so on that Monday morning I went into my boss’s office (back then I was an accountant for an Oil and Gas company) and told him I was no good to him and needed a break. He gave me the week off and I pulled up expedia and booked the first flight I could leave on. Thankfully it was Vegas! =)
I landed in Vegas about 10 in the morning and it was so nice I decided to walk to the hotel from the airport (I think this was in January). Hell I had time and no plans at all so why not! Well 2 hrs later hahaha I check in at the Luxor. I remember expedia informing me the miles from the airport to the hotel was only like 3 miles but I don’t think that is correct. If so it’s the longest 3 miles I’ve ever walked. And I use to hike a lot further (in the army) in that amount of time. So I get checked in and where do you think a depressed man recently separated should go?
Here it is my first time in Vegas I have an old softball t-shirt on with cargo shorts, a ball cap and flip-flops (I really cared what I looked like as you can tell) and I head to a strip club. I asked the cab driver to take me to the best strip club in Vegas. I would say he missed the mark by far. Mind you it was noon on a MONDAY!!!! Hahaha What the hell was I thinking. So I stroll into a strip club I don’t remember the name. I know there were like two customers in the whole club and like 5 strippers. I hung around for a few hours cause the stripper I was getting lap dances from seemed more depressed than I was. Of course she was working her way through school… supporting a family…. Ohh and she was abused by her ex or as a child growing up. I can’t remember which story she was telling me since I heard several variations of that same story a hundred times on this trip.
I get a cab to pick me up and take me to Scores (its called something else now). This place is more like what I expected. I arrive at the club drunk at 5PM. I get in there and meet a stripper from Louisiana where I am from. We hit it off (listen to me... of course we hit it off I am dropping a ton of money here) and I take her to what ever they call their VIP room. We start partying and I spend an unbelievable amount of money having a blast. She was a lot of fun and we got so drunk she ended up passing out on me. The host had to get a cab for her but not before I got her number. They send more girls and I buy more bottles and we have a blast till like 6AM. They sent me to the hotel in there limo and I crashed. So if you’re counting that’s approximately 18 hrs in two strip clubs. 8 of those hours I was in the VIP area. Not advised for someone who makes the kind of money I make. Hahaha
I get up around 3PM day 2 and start the same routine. I eat then head to scores. This time when I walk in its different. The doorman thanks me for all the drinks I bought him and tells me how much fun he had hanging out with the girls and me. I swear I have never seen this guy in my life. Then as I make my way to the bar this no neck son of a biscuit eater comes over to me calls me a “sick bastard” and starts punching me in the arm like we're best buds or something (what am I going to do this guy has no neck!). The earpiece gives him away so I know he works here but I am clueless again. I needed a drink to help me remember what the hell took place the night before. I send a txt message to ole girl from Louisiana and she is off that night so I make arrangements to meet up with her a couple days later. So my new friends hook me up with the girls they recommend and same story but with different ending results. Two strippers and me have an after party at my room the next morning about 7 am… Very nice! Theres a valuable lesson here. Make friends with bouncers, host, bartenders and doormen. Be nice to everyone. It paid off for me. Well I was the one paying but you get what I'm saying.
I was done with strip clubs after that…. I mean, I came and conquered what else is there. I called up some of my new stripper friends the next couple nights and I did the tourist thing with them. I love stripper’s hahaha!!! Except for the ones that steal your sh*t and have an accident while your in the car with. (I can’t get over that story that I read on JC forum)
Ok so my next trip is not solo. I’m rolling with a party crew. We plan on hitting some of the hot clubs ( no plans for strip clubs this time). This trip… I’m going to plan. It’s going to save me a lot of dough. We are coming July 15th thru 18th and staying at the Planet Hollywood towers.
I have been to Vegas once before like four years ago to throw a pity party for myself. I was recently separated and stressed to no end so on that Monday morning I went into my boss’s office (back then I was an accountant for an Oil and Gas company) and told him I was no good to him and needed a break. He gave me the week off and I pulled up expedia and booked the first flight I could leave on. Thankfully it was Vegas! =)
I landed in Vegas about 10 in the morning and it was so nice I decided to walk to the hotel from the airport (I think this was in January). Hell I had time and no plans at all so why not! Well 2 hrs later hahaha I check in at the Luxor. I remember expedia informing me the miles from the airport to the hotel was only like 3 miles but I don’t think that is correct. If so it’s the longest 3 miles I’ve ever walked. And I use to hike a lot further (in the army) in that amount of time. So I get checked in and where do you think a depressed man recently separated should go?
Here it is my first time in Vegas I have an old softball t-shirt on with cargo shorts, a ball cap and flip-flops (I really cared what I looked like as you can tell) and I head to a strip club. I asked the cab driver to take me to the best strip club in Vegas. I would say he missed the mark by far. Mind you it was noon on a MONDAY!!!! Hahaha What the hell was I thinking. So I stroll into a strip club I don’t remember the name. I know there were like two customers in the whole club and like 5 strippers. I hung around for a few hours cause the stripper I was getting lap dances from seemed more depressed than I was. Of course she was working her way through school… supporting a family…. Ohh and she was abused by her ex or as a child growing up. I can’t remember which story she was telling me since I heard several variations of that same story a hundred times on this trip.
I get a cab to pick me up and take me to Scores (its called something else now). This place is more like what I expected. I arrive at the club drunk at 5PM. I get in there and meet a stripper from Louisiana where I am from. We hit it off (listen to me... of course we hit it off I am dropping a ton of money here) and I take her to what ever they call their VIP room. We start partying and I spend an unbelievable amount of money having a blast. She was a lot of fun and we got so drunk she ended up passing out on me. The host had to get a cab for her but not before I got her number. They send more girls and I buy more bottles and we have a blast till like 6AM. They sent me to the hotel in there limo and I crashed. So if you’re counting that’s approximately 18 hrs in two strip clubs. 8 of those hours I was in the VIP area. Not advised for someone who makes the kind of money I make. Hahaha
I get up around 3PM day 2 and start the same routine. I eat then head to scores. This time when I walk in its different. The doorman thanks me for all the drinks I bought him and tells me how much fun he had hanging out with the girls and me. I swear I have never seen this guy in my life. Then as I make my way to the bar this no neck son of a biscuit eater comes over to me calls me a “sick bastard” and starts punching me in the arm like we're best buds or something (what am I going to do this guy has no neck!). The earpiece gives him away so I know he works here but I am clueless again. I needed a drink to help me remember what the hell took place the night before. I send a txt message to ole girl from Louisiana and she is off that night so I make arrangements to meet up with her a couple days later. So my new friends hook me up with the girls they recommend and same story but with different ending results. Two strippers and me have an after party at my room the next morning about 7 am… Very nice! Theres a valuable lesson here. Make friends with bouncers, host, bartenders and doormen. Be nice to everyone. It paid off for me. Well I was the one paying but you get what I'm saying.
I was done with strip clubs after that…. I mean, I came and conquered what else is there. I called up some of my new stripper friends the next couple nights and I did the tourist thing with them. I love stripper’s hahaha!!! Except for the ones that steal your sh*t and have an accident while your in the car with. (I can’t get over that story that I read on JC forum)
Ok so my next trip is not solo. I’m rolling with a party crew. We plan on hitting some of the hot clubs ( no plans for strip clubs this time). This trip… I’m going to plan. It’s going to save me a lot of dough. We are coming July 15th thru 18th and staying at the Planet Hollywood towers.