Worst travel partner you've had

Not all women are insecure babies. You just have to find the right one.

 

I do have an arrogant streak in me that I try to work on. I own this character trait, though I know it isn't the most attractive way to act.

If you and I were in Vegas (or any "Vegas Veteran" and I) I am sure it would go a lot more smoothly... as a matter of fact, I'd be more inclined to be flexible and not go to Milios; because this other person does have credibility and likely knows what s/he's talking about.

I guess I was talking about a couple of recent trips where I was with a couple of people who had been there once or twice. In planning, they say "Hey, you know Vegas, you plan this stuff". Then when we get there, I kind of assume that "in charge" role because it had been conferred upon me prior to leaving. There has never been any real tension on the trips, but in reading this thread, it has occurred to me that the heavy-handedness is probably just as bad as those that do no planning, bring $150 with them for five days and get too drunk to remember which hotel room s/he belongs in.

 

I have had a few experiences with travel companions that I should have not made the trip with. Unfortunately, I am outgoing, friendly and get very excited when I am planning a trip to my favorite happy place. I have told my husband many times to muzzle me when I start on the ''I'm going to Vegas-You should come. We would have sooo much fun!!!Uh huh! I do know better. I am a woman in her late 50s who has been travelling to Vegas for 45 years. Used to travel with my mom who would Zezebel me up and take me to the casino at 14 -17.(she was the ultimate best companion. We had so many laughs.

First no go travel bud was 1st husband in the early seventies. He was "the man" -looked after the money and told me what to do and how to do it! Thursday night arrival and he found a slot machine. Didn't want me to play..just watch..By morning he was out of money and wanted to go home. Had me phone airline where we were able to change flight and go home later that day. That was such an eye opener it took me about a minute to dump his sorry a$$ .Decided after that all husbands would have to go through initiation to Vegas.(funny thing is I have been with my husband 13 years and he doesn't want to go .Ok by me -relationships need alone time Right?:evillaugh

 

I think now I understand you better. You're talking about a trip where the other person(s) aren't competent, and you kind of have to "manage" them, if you will, because they're screwing it up. As opposed to traveling with someone who actually knws what they're doing. I guess I'm really more in your camp, because I tend to take control when someone is messing up my trip as well.

 

Yep......you would be hard to travel with mj. I have a whack of trips under my belt; there are ways to make suggestions to newbies but being too inflexible can come off as being a bully. You can also miss out on spontaneous fun being too regimented. Loosen up a bit with your friends.

 

Hands down my friend "Sal." My July 2001 trip.

WARNING!!!This story contains copious amounts of drug and alcohol abuse as well as a horrific, graphic hooker story..you have been warned.

My friend Sal was a semi pro body builder, and had a hard time walking through handicap accessible doorways, much less fitting into a seat on an airplane, to give you a little perspective big - BIG dude. Sal had been hammering me to take him to LV as he had never been, but had spent a good amount of time in AC and loved going to Biloxi. I figured what could go wrong? He's a big guy, he's a guinea, he likes to drink, drug and gamble - what more could I ask for in a travelling partner? We flew USAirways out of Tampa with a layover/plane change in Phoenix It had been quite sometime since I made a Vegas trip and had been saving for quite some time.We were more than ready for good time.This was prior to the Sept 11 attacks of that year, so I basically had an ass crevice full of well wrapped, high grade MDMA tablets and two 8 balls of Bolivian flake, and didn't even feel a sniff of paranoia as we went through security - man do I miss that shit. As big and fearless as Sal was, he was absolutely batshit terrified of flying. Fortunately for him (and sometimes me for that matter) his brother in law was a doctor, and used to hook him up with xanax anytime he would fly. He had never flown this far before and asked me "Hey G, for 5-6 hours of flying, how many of these should I take?" Looking back at my answer, had I given him an honest I don't know, or told him to call Dr. Feelgood BIL, instead of what I told him, things would have been way different, and a lot less memorable. "Three. Take three of them fuckers. Get some rest because I'm going to have you all over LV tonight paisan." So he did. 3 xanny bars down the hatch followed by a few drinks. Sal was quite the motormouth and I noticed his voice getting higher and slurrier, and then no more talking at all.


To be continued..Gotta cook dinner...

 

one of the better cliffhangers you could ever read on this site lol

 

I am very intrigued in this story that Gino started...

 

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See im a female 27. I have a kid, but do it on my own. I would never, regardless of relationship status, tell my other half not to go to Vegas unless I can go along. Because there are times I get tired of my own kid and bf/fiance/husband and would wanna go on a trip myself alone, and they better not tell me no either. lol

 

I don't have a terrible trip so to speak. I used to go with a buddy who was a compulsive gambler. He was in way too deep with the bookies in New York to give you an idea. We had a tradition of sharing a little "vig" anytime one of us had a very fortunate run of luck. He was tapped out one night and asked if he could borrow $100. I gave him the money knowing I might never get it back. He was playing Carribean Stud and hit a hand that awarded 10% of the progressive meter. After he dealt with the paperwork and was given $4,000 cash and a check for $10,000 we headed for the car. I jokingly told him I was glad I could contribute to his big win. He got embarrassed, said sorry and handed me my $100. He also said told me he would buy a slice of pizza.

Certainly made me regret the month before when I gave him 10% of my royal. Lesson learned.

 

OMG, I am not the only one with memories of the worst travel partner. My sister and I go yearly and stay downtown. For my son's 21st birthday gift, I invited him to come with us over his college spring break. My sister then invited her SIL. Despite her being a horrible waste of time to have with on my sons first Vegas trip, he has gone yearly with us since. The following is a list of some of the "waiting activities" that come to mind.

J went into Walgreens as she forgot deodorant. We stood outside for 45 minutes. Turns out she had to physically remove all the caps to smell them before making a purchase.

We could not stress enough for her to bring comfortable shoes. She literally brought 15 pair of shoes with. We were never able to leave the room in the morning until noon as it took her that long to try on and model all of her outfits for us. We finally made it to the elevator and she had to go back to the room as her shoes hurt her feet. We ended up going to Payless so she could buy more cheap shoes.

We were playing at our home casino ( the Four Queens that trip) and were going to go over to Binion's. J wanted to use the bathroom before we headed out. A normal person would just use the restroom in the casino. J insisted she had to go to the room and would be right back. We told her we would wait for her at the bj table. Two hours later we are still waiting for her to come back from the room. I know for a fact it was two hours waiting as I asked the Pitt boss what time we sat at the table. We sent my sister to go check on her. I can still remember the look on her face when she came back to the table. J was sound asleep in the room. She just didn't accidentally fall asleep...the drapes were shut and she was under the covers.

One late night at the El Cortez, J refused to walk back to the Four Queens as she didn't feel safe and insisted we take a cab. We literally waited at the cab stand for 30 minutes with no luck. J found a El Cortez security guard and persuaded him to walk us back to our hotel.

Walking by any kiosk, she tried any and every product shown to her...knowing full well, she wouldn't make any purchases. The sales folks actually got pissy with all the time they had waste with J.

Our very last day, again the three of us waited outside for her as she had to go into a cheesy souvenir shop. Thirty minutes later she comes out with a stack of Vegas postcards to mail to family and friends back home. Obviously, we got home before her stupid postcards.

Not a waiting activity, but J knew pools weren't open and the Four Queens doesn't even have a pool. So she brings three swimsuits with her.

I could add at least 50 more instances to this list, but these are some that stand out. Even as I am writing this, I still am shaking my head in wonderment.

Kudos to my sister for not losing it during the week of waiting. It was my sons first Vegas trip and we wanted to make it as fun as possible. However, when we were finally waiting for the limo to pick us up to take us to the airport all hell broke lose as my sister finally let out everything out that she had wanted to say all week. She told J how much of our Vegas trip was actually wasted constantly waiting for her. J started bawling telling my sister to stop screaming at her. Oh, yes.....that was a very long three hour flight home.

 

Oh man that sounds horrible! After day 1 of her shit I would of said cya later J, you are all on your own for the rest of this trip.

 

You finished with that dinner yet? You're leaving us hanging here!!

 

Northerngirl: You are a still a bit young and naive. A more mature person would never let someone so self centered take such advantage of them. Really, after the first senario of waiting, you just lay down the law on each occasion. ie: "We'll wait 10 minutes for you to go inside to buy deoderant."…and when 10 minutes hits, you leave. "We'll wait 20 minutes for you to go upstairs to the bathroom."… and when 20 minutes hits, you leave. "I don't care what you wear as long as we're out of here in 10 minutes."…and when 10 minutes hits, you leave. You want to 'cab' it 3 blocks, go ahead. We're walking. It just takes a little more maturity not to put up with someone else's outrageous bullshit.
The story would still have the same impact: She WANTED us to wait through her whole fashion show, she EXPECTED us to take a cab from El Cor to the 4Qs. But I told her where to get off. You shouldn't bend to her negative vibes, make her bend to your fun...or enjoy her own missery as she lags behind. Once a self-centered person's shit is affecting you it's time to tell them you're not going to put up with it…in a nice way, of course.
Stu

 

The last time my parents went to Las Vegas, they went with my Aunt. It was a last minute overnight trip, my aunt insisted on sharing a room at the 4 Queens. Well she got tired about midnight and decided to go up to the room. Before she left both of my parents told her NOT to lock the deadbolt. So what does she do, you guessed it, she locked the deadbolt. 4 hours later when my parents were ready to go to bed the go up to the room and can't get is so the knock and knock. It turns out that not only did she lock the deadbolt, but she put in ear plugs to sleep!!!! It took my parents 20 minutes to get her to wake up, and then she was mad that they woke her up! Fast forward a couple years later, my parent decide to go to one of our local casino's because my parents were offered a "free room and concert tickets". Being nice they invited my aunt to go with them. My mom picks up the tickets to the concert and was walking to the venue and has a stroke. My Aunt was right there and got help for my mom and called my dad to let him know, and then gets pissed off that my dad goes to the hospital with my mom, leaving her there "alone". My dad called me to let me know what had happened, and have me meet them at the hospital. I asked my husband to not go to the hospital with me, but to go pick up my aunt and then meet me at the hospital (which he did), but that wasn't good enough for her. It has been over 5 years now and we no longer have any contact with her. My mom thankfully made a full recovery and is doing great now.

 

Wow! I'm glad your mom is doing better now and it's probably best that you guys don't have contact with your Aunt anymore.

 

Though Northerngirl will love you for saying she's young, she and her sisters and her son are a fun-loving and friendly group so made the best of the situation.

 

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I took my ex business partner once on a trip and told him save your money well we arrived in vegas and he had 2 thousand to play with
Make a long story short he burned through that on 1st day and had gull to ask me for shortterm loan till we got back well i said ok and gave him another 2 thousand. To this day he has never paid me back and he moved away and changed his number

Oh well life is short i hope he comes through some day as i will donate money to Red cross as a nice gesture

Sometimes being nice burns ya in long run