I’m bored at work and decided to start typing up a trip report for my last trip, which was Labor day week 2012 (9/1 - 9/7). Some of the days really blur together now so I won’t be as specific as I could have been had I typed this up earlier. I do remember the first couple of days very well though: Day 1- Arrive early afternoon. Flight was a breeze. Nonstop Delta flight from Detroit to Vegas, the flight I always take. It usually arrives around 1:00 or 1:30 Vegas time. Take a shuttle from airport to The Mirage (I don't remember what shuttle company I used. It seems like I pick a different one each time. This one was alright. The driver had a bit of an attitude with me when I wasn't sure which shuttle they were directing me to, but other than that it was smooth sailing. The company I picked on my last trip in May was a complete disaster. Disorganized as hell.) We had to stop at The Trump and The Venetian first, then they took me to The Mirage. Get checked into my room without any hassles. Got a nice two queen room with a good view of the pool and dolphin habitat. Two queens cause my friend would be joining me here for the first two nights, then we were going to separate to different hotels for the other four nights. We usually do this to split the cost of the room on the weekend nights when it’s more expensive, then we can have our own space during the week when the rooms are cheaper. Went to get my new MLife card since I had long lost my old one (apparently this makes The Mirage my “home casino” now, even though I had originally gotten my MLife card at the MGM Grand). I have at least 5 hours til my friend gets to Vegas, so I kinda wandered around for a while. Started off playing JoB at The Mirage since they have decent pay tables. I believe I broke even for that session while enjoying a few margaritas (which is pretty much all I drink in Vegas). Then I wanted to play some at TI, since they have 9-6 JoB. So I wandered over there (I did not know where the tram was, so I walked the back way to TI, which was hot and awkward cause it was 95+ degrees and there was no one around back there except for taxi drivers). Finally made my way into TI and wanted to get the players card. The line was a complete mess. Computers were down. Self serve kiosks were broken. After a bit of a wait I finally got it and searched out the 9-6 JoB machines (which are RIGHT next to the players club, BTW). It’s weird that some of their machines have HORRIBLE pay tables, and then there’s also some that pay 9-6. I think I put $100 in and played max on $1 coin. Lost that in like 5 minutes. This was the beginning of my newfound animosity towards TI. After that I was hungry so I walked across the street and ate in the Venetian’s food court, which is one of my favorite food courts in Vegas. Had pizza, it was alright. After this I went back to my room and chilled for a while, as I was a bit jet lagged. My friend (Michael) was supposed to be arriving around 7. Well, 7 came and went without a word from him so I figured his flight got delayed or something. He had texted me pictures of him on the plane earlier so I knew he was on his way. So I decided to go back to TI (I can’t remember what for). I had finally found the tram and was on it on the way to TI when Michael blew up my phone saying he was waiting for me at the room. So I immediately turned around and went to find him waiting for me on a bench in the hallway in The Mirage. He was already a bit drunk. He likes to fly first class so the complementary drinks had taken their toll on him. The reason I hadn’t heard from him was because his iPhone died on the plane and he couldn’t recharge it til he got to the hotel. Apparently his taxi driver was a real creep and was telling him all these really inappropriate jokes and all this over the top sex related stuff. Some of what he said to Michael would have really weirded me out. I don’t even want to get into some of the stuff the guy said. Thank God I didn’t have to sit through that. We later wondered if it was because Michael seemed drunk that the guy felt it would be okay to say some of the stuff he said, or if some taxi drivers talk that way to all the 20-something single guys…? Anyway, we were both exhausted from our flights and we didn’t do anything else that night other than sleep.