Alright so right off the bat a warning for you all. This was a planned out trip that ended up becoming somewhat of a Vegas bender for some of us. I will give as much details as remembered, told by others, photos seen and what the women did/feedback given based on what they wanted us to know with their partying. There will be multiple parts as work does interfere with this task. The reason for the trip was 4 fold: my birthday on the 11th, a combo bach/bachelorette party for me and my fiance, and a surprise visit for one of my groomsman (A Vegas Virgin no less), planned by his wife, by his family who have not seen him since mid 2012 when he was deployed to the Middle East. Final tally was 35 throughout the trip with initially 20 on the non stop flight out and 25 being in Vegas by 9PM that evening. I always fly Southwest due to the non stop and have never had any problems. Will give props to them because mid flight it was announced on the plane that it was my birthday and also a bach/bachelorette party which led to free beers/drinks for myself and the soon to be Mrs. the final 2 hours. The beer always taste better when free I must say. Now add to the fact the guys, 8 of us, had 2 shots and 2 beers while waiting in the airport to get on the flight plus the first cold one when on the flight my best man had to buy me plus the 2nd cold one of my groomsmen had to buy me on the flight because of said first one...well you see where this will be going. 3rd groomsman and another college friend is already in LV as they took the 6am out of NYC to meet us there that morning. It's only my birthday and we are just warming up. Our shot choice for the entire trip was the mini/baby Guiness. All depended on what stage of sobriety or lack there of we were in when we ordered them. If you haven't had one and you like coffee you will enjoy this one. It is a shot of cafe Cuervo with Bailey's poured on top. I am not a coffee drinker but these are downright awsome. Downside...it's still Tequilla!!!! You'll understand later. Anytime I write in my report shot or shots, this is what we are doing. So we land at 2:25 PM and get the luggage, pay the guy outside $20 to have him get one shuttle to bring all of us to Harrah's directly with no other stops. We all paid for the roundtrip to and from since people were leaving anywhere between Sunday and Wednesday but it was nice to get a straight shot in. Driver was quite appreciative of the $60 we gave him for doing it. Check in was smooth since we were all TR card holders. Check in was not until 4 otherwise for the mere minions who do not hold the card of exclusivity known as TR. In room unpacking at 3:30. BEWARE!!! The shuttle company has merged with another one and based on the 2 from NYC taking it that morning, they go to many more hotels than the 2-4 they used to go to last time I took it in spring 2012. Almost an hour for them to get there. I took Presidential Limo in October 2012 so I don't know when this started. We ended up cabbing it back since when we called to set up our pickup for the Wednesday they needed to pick us up at 8 for a 11:45 flight. Cost back with tip was $25. So on 7/9 I went on Vons.com and put in my order of pregame/room needs to be delivered between 5-6 PM on the 11th. Gatorade, pedialyte, pretzels, Pringles, Grey Goose, Malibu, juices, sodas, bananas, fruit,etc. Free delivery since it was my first time using them. They have a code for that when you register online. They call you when they get there. 5:15 I get the call and they are waiting in the lobby and brought everything up to the room, just had to meet him and bring him up. Ahh yes the refrigerator....Since our room was comped with the exception of Friday and Saturday it was supposed to be $20 or $25/night for it. Mentality was $140 for the week there and not paying resort fees since we booked in December, they did try though and acted like they didn't know why the price was $100 higher than what I had printed up on my confirmation initially, asked if they were charging me the resort fee that started in March, "oh yes I see that, I'm sorry, I see you booked in December. Let me remove that..." anyway, let's get it so we have the cold ones cold and not constantly icing up the sink. When we closed out Wednesday, no charge for said fridge...Beautiful. Props also to Harrahs for linking all of our reservations together when I called in to keep 6 of the Carnival rooms all together on one floor. Two couples went for the suite and the strip view which screwed them but they had no probs catching up and for some reason 3 of the other rooms were further more towards the elevators but on the same floor as us. I requested as far back on a floor as possible and 6 of the 8 at the end of our floor were us. Rooms were basic which is what we need since the storm is about to begin. Dinner Thursday was very simple: Started 5:30 KGB in Harrahs. Did the double cheeseburger with fries and there was 14 of us eating. Buckets of beer were a little pricey but great grub to fill up before we party the first night. Girls did the martinis and loved them. No complaints from anyone on the food and most of the group struggled to really damage the burgers. Tons of leftovers with the exception of me and the best man. When I have to cut my burger in half and not eat half of the bun to barely and I mean close my eyes pray to the Heavens the final 2 bites stay down to finish the double, that's a good burger and a great smelly reminder next morning. Definitely try the mac and cheese sticks and 4 of the girls were raving about the Velvet Hammer and Double Agent cocktails drinks. One complaint...They don't split up the tab with big parties. This was something we saw everywhere so just beware. We decided first night would be great to start out at Toby Keith's bar in Harrahs. Casual, everyone can catch up and oh yeah...$15 all you can drink for the ladies on Thursday. This is where my first hang up comes in and where the soon to be Mrs. and her entourage had to be indoctrinated in proper bar etiquette. I understand with that type of deal $1 or $2 tip per drink is acceptable....but it does not get you immediate service or heavy pours. So here you have 12 girls all getting there wrist bands, ready to go bat crap crazy, party, whoop it up, take lots of pics and planning on being in bed by 1 AM because I promised the soon to be Mrs. a cabana/pool day, girls only, on Friday. After the group did their first round she came over to me at round 2 and asked if this tastes right. It did but weak. How much of a tip? $2. Two other girls $1 each. Three other girlfriends are waiting at the back of the bar by the entrance to get another round. Sidenote: all of us guys are at the table by the entrance pounding shots and beers while deciding if a midget/short person/vertically challenged/whatever is PC..sorry telling you how we discussed it, stripper can actually do a pole dance on the pole connected to the table and ceiling we are at. And also deciding limo or cab to Fremont Street since groomsman #3 from NYC has 2 dj gigs at 11:30 and 2:30 AM that night in LV. Don't worry you'll read about it. I take soon to be, her 2 friends and join the 3 others at the bar. I ask the girls to take $10 each out of their bags and hold them in their hand..looks of confusion...just do it. Bartender comes over asks what they need, they order, he pours the drink, gives it to them, I tell them all to give him their $10 and they drink. Faces pucker. Those girls told the others what just happened, second pack comes running over and from what I am told the next morning, after we left they did that again later on that night and they all were popping advill, pedialyte and gatorade Friday morning before the pool. My boys.....As I disclosed, shots, beers and midget stripper discussion along with other assinine topics. We decide to roll out at 10:30. Three of the girls wanted to run with us, "she who must be obeyed', the soon to be Mrs. nickname when the buzz kicks in, had no probs as these girls have never done any clubs or lounges in Vegas with us in the past. Plus she is happy with her girlfriends and they wanted to stay. Kiss her..."I'll be ok, don't worry it's the first night and I know I have to pace myself" I said. One of the girls is a Vegas virgin. I think also "she who must be obeyed" had some spies amongst the girls going with us which I didn't care...or so I thought. Limo over to DCR on the corner of Fremont Street and something. $70 all in for the limo in front of Harrahs which made sense in our mental state. It is a lounge that plays house music, more Chicago vibe, laid back. Not my style as I am an EDM fan but we are supporting my boy...for a little. Drinks are ridiculous in a positive way. I now understand what the difference is between a bartender and a mixologist. Don't know wtf they were doing but bachelor was now in Vegas mode. On top of that the promoter who signed my boy for this gig had them make a punch bowl for the group that tasted like Seagrams but some said there was tequilla but overall was wayyyyyy to smooth. Bad because we still had to go to Artisan for the 2nd gig. At some point at DCR 4 of the guys wanted to roll out and gamble, no probs, many days ahead, catch you guys manana. Peace out, going to level 2 on my end, best man is hanging strong with one of the other guys and the 3 girls. Best man went outside to get some air and comes back in declaring we have to go across the street to this other club playing EDM. Me, him, other guy, 2 of the girls. 1 guy and girl hang at DCR with DJ/groomsman. Other place is Vanguard. Well how do you put this. 4 rounds of shots and some beers later while jamming to the music we realize we need to get back to DCR and roll on. Pics I was shown the next day from Vanguard shows best man being bent over by each of the girls and well...anyway. Him motorboating 1 of the girls...and me with a look of confusion as 2 random girls are each tonguing my ears. According to 3rd guy with us, said 2 girls made out and wanted to know what we were doing next.....uh oh. Girls with us blocked that one very quickly. Roll back to DCR bills get closed out and off to Artisan. This is where stuff is real blurry and I remember some of the conversations and happenings. Once we arrive the bouncer realizes it was my birthday on the 11th, now the 12th, and at Artisans if you visit the month of your birthday first bottle free!!!! Bring it on...level 3, known as "you really want to do this?". So at the bar bottle in hand pimpin' it like any pastey white gangsta would. In my best Shaq voice...Can you dig it!!!! Beyotches and hoes stepping up and asking for a shot. Now imagine this scene, me, an engaged man, no Abercrombie and Fitch model in a long shot or with drunk goggles on, big pimpin' with women who are way the f$%k out of my league. Like out of the stadium league... there are pics that were brought to my attention the next morning by what is now known as woman spy #1 showing me these, the other Vanguard pics with random women, the DCR pics with 3 random women, all to the amusement of soon to be Mrs. and her girls in our room getting ready for the promised pool/cabana day. Cringe, sphincter puckering, please don't hit me. My pick up line went something like this...I'm the ugly bachelor and you're the beautiful woman, can I get a pic with you to prove to the soon to be Mrs. I still have game? The girls with me laughed evey time but it worked and then all the girls would talk and hang after the photo opp. I guess women like being in packs. On top of that best man wanted in on said pics being taken so it cost him a round every time. Yep, costly first night so far. Onward, more shots are being bought all around. Now remember the shot of this trip is mini/baby Guiness??? Remember also it is really tequilla hidden with a coffee taste? Got to the point that bachelor is going to buy a bottle of Dom!!! Why? According to legend...one of the girls.... VIP chick was drop dead gorgeous, said hello to me and said do I need another bottle? Suddenly in VIP, bottle in hand and the bill comes.... $615 which includes tip and tax. No prob...if you know how to pay your bill. How drunk was I? By order of the pics taken by spy girl#1 and to the amusement of VIP waitress, bouncer and friends... room key, license, blue cross/blue sheild insurance card were the first 3 things out of my wallet to pay for it. Yep, we have reached wrap it up mode!! Fortunately girl #3 in the group was sobering up and assited me by finally getting the cash out of my wallet to pay for the botlle. Argued just give her the $700 and let's roll!!! Girl #3 didn't see why to tip more, me, couldn't even read the tab, VIP says it's good...so it's good. All said and done after stopping at McD's somehow for a quick drunk eat 5:45 AM arrival back to the room according to "she who must be obeyed". Only reason why she knows that is I woke her up and I wanted to know why she didn't want to get up and talk. Day 1 in the books.