I have been lurking on here for a couple of years now, but have never posted before. I have thoroughly enjoyed reading everyone's trip reports, but have come to find out I enjoy a particular style and content of reports over others. The style is gambling heavy with few details of traveling, commuting or a detailed run-down of meals. I understand that a lot of people love these things, and it helps them plan their upcoming trips, but to each their own! This trip report will be a recounting of my very first trip to Las Vegas with my wife(girlfriend at the time). I have had such a great time reading all of your trip reports, and appreciate the time it takes to write them up, that I thought I would contribute one of my own, and hopefully someone will find it entertaining or helpful in some way! Date: 4/2011 Thursday-Sunday Trip The Group: Father-In-Law- Mike Mother-In-Law- Linda Brother-In-Law- Daniel Sister-In-Law- Katherine Brother-In-Law- Matt Sister-In-Law- Angela Wife(Girlfriend at the Time)- Lauren Me Home Base: Treasure Island(TI) Pretrip Details: Lauren was the youngest child of her family, and had always said she wanted to go to Las Vegas for her 21st birthday. Mike promised the family that for her 21st birthday, he would take the whole family to Vegas as a way to celebrate all of his childrens' 21st birthdays, even if it was a few years late for them. The night before, we attended a sorority function for Lauren with Mike and Linda, and we met an older gentleman who looked and dressed like he was straight out of the original "Ocean's 11." Upon him learning that we were flying out to Vegas the next morning, he lit up and immediately asked us about our itinerary. We told him we were staying at Treasure Island, and did not have much planned except a Cirque du Sole show at Treasure Island, gambling at as many properties as we could get to, and a birthday dinner at Caesar's Palace for all of the siblings the night of my girlfriend's 21st birthday. He smiled, and you could tell his mind was wandering to days past. He then proceeded to recount amazing stories from the past of trips and the way things used to be. I was awe-struck, and probably standing there with my mouth open, hanging onto his every word. I did not know it then, but my love affair with Sin City started the night I listened to that Gentleman share his knowledge and experiences with us. He left us with only one piece of advice: "Go downtown, and experience what Old Vegas used to be like when I went there." Day 1: We woke up early to catch an early morning flight out of town. Lauren's parents had a blinking 21st birthday tiara waiting on her, and wanted her to wear it the duration of our commute. She laughed and put it on, we took a few pictures, and then she took it off telling everyone there was no way she was wearing that through the airport, and off we went. We landed in Las Vegas around 11:00 am, and when we banked in to land, I got my first glimpse of that sparkling gem sprawled out in the middle of a red, barren dessert. Again, I was awe-struck. I had no words, and a tingle ran up my spine. We landed and moved to the baggage claim to collect our luggage. Walking through the terminal, seeing the slot machines at the gates and all of the large advertisements for the various shows on the strip, I got my first shot of adrenaline realizing I was finally getting the opportunity to visit this great city. My family doesn't travel too much- we have a beach house in Garden City, South Carolina and some hunting property nestled in the PeeDee region of South Carolina that is about as far as my parents are willing to stray from our home in Columbia, South Carolina. In highschool, my dad completely took us all by surprise when he presented plane tickets and cruise ship tickets for our family Christmas celebration that year. I was shocked he made it through the trip without having a heart attack. Too many moving parts and all for an Ol' Boy from the-middle-of-nowhere South Carolina. Lauren's family, on the other hand, will travel all over the world at the drop of a hat. I had been treated to several college football bowl trips and family vacations over the past couple of years, and had appreciated all of their hospitality they showed me dragging me along. With bags in hand, we headed out to catch a couple of cabs, and found some in no time. We told the driver, "Treasure Island," and off we went. Being a Vegas newby, I didn't realize at the time that we had been tunneled. I remember that tunnel distinctly, and after reading a few trip reports on here, realize we were long-hauled on our way to the strip. For the strangest reason, however, our fare was only around $25. Maybe I am getting the details mixed up, or maybe there is a different tunnel, but I remember not thinking the trip was too long. We pull up to the front door of TI, retrieve our bags from the cab, and head to the front desk. Check-in was easy, and Mike confirmed reservations for three standard double rooms. I witnessed the $20 trick for the first time, and that got us high a high floor for all three rooms with a strip view, and an upgrade for on of the rooms from a double to a suite of some sort. With check-in complete, we walked through the casino to the elevators to unload our bags and settle in. This is the first time I had seen a casino. The only other one I had ever seen was the small casino on the aforementioned cruise. I was too young to be in that casino at the time, and got kicked out multiple times a day by the pit bosses. Eventually, they realized that I was not gambling, only watching the action of the other patrons, and quit kicking me out after I promised to stay behind a certain line around the tables. I should have known then that being in a casino is one of my favorite places to be.