Wow!! I DIDN'T have a good time in Vegas!!

I can’t believe it. I actually had a bad time in Vegas. If not for vegashost coming through for me, the trip would have really kinda blew.

The particants: Me (40 something married guy), T-bone (25 year-old single guy), Shyboy (27, single), collegeboy (22, dating Cutiepie) & cutiepie (22).

Okay, it took me over a week to write a report cause I’m still in shock at not having a good time.

Friday: we arrive around 9 am. I stayed at Barbary Coast. They stayed at Bally’s. They get their room right away. I have to wait till after 2 for my room to be ready. We decide to do a little sightseeing since Collegeboy has never been. The others have only been once. They were hungry and wanted to eat, so I tell them that the food court in the back of the Canal Shoppes at the Venetian is nice. We do a slow roll, stopping in at Flamingo, O’Shea’s, IP and the Coast. I, of course, have a liquid breakfast of three beers. When we get to Venetian, I’m waiting for them to be blown away. I mean, how many places have a recreation of Italy, complete with a canal with gondolas and frescos on the ceilings? I think the most enthusiastic comment I got was “oh, that’s niceâ€.

Huh?

So we spend the rest of the day checking out different hotels, stopping twice at Casino Royale. I got some craps in. Matter of fact, I played for three hours, got up 100, left down 50. Not bad. It was fun. My biggest fun with craps is meeting people. Met some Asian dude from Cali. We were making each other laugh pretty hard.

Around 4 we went to our rooms with plans to meet back up around 8 to play some in room drinking games in preparation for going to Curve. I told them they need to pace themselves. The fun starts at nite.

I made some phone calls, watched a little TV, then got a call around 6. Apparently, they started drinking when they got back to their room and were getting hammered.

Great.

We met at 9 and decided to hang at the Aladdin. They wanted to eat again, so we went to some Mexican place there. I actually ate something with them. T-Bone and Cutiepie were both hammered. We eventually made it to Curve and they told T-Bone he couldn’t come in wearing tennis shoes. (duh…sigh) and Collegeboy was wearing Birkenstocks (grr..) and would have to change shoes also.

(I don't consider dress codes snobbery. I think it's juts a sign of a nice place. I've traveled quite a bit and didn't mind dressing nice to eat at Tavern on the Green, or going to Morton's steakhouse eher at home. I think part of appreciating the nicer things in life is the experience of dressing nice and going someplace nice.)

Their solution? Everyone decided to go to bed, since they’d burnt themselves out drinking earlier. Alright! (groan) I told them I was hitting it, whether they went or not. Shyboy said he’d hang with me, so it was just the two of us. Long story short, we stayed up till 5 am. Curve was inexplicably quiet most of the nite. The place only half filled up. I ended the nite playing video poker at Flamingo, while Shyboy played BJ at Barbary. I wish I had one of my usual funny bar stories, but alas……

On top of it, I somehow lost 300 dollars. I think was pulling smokes outta my pocket and the bills may have caught on my pack. Great.

Saturday: T-Bone and Shyboy stayed in their rooms ALL DAY, sleeping and ordering room service. (Wha??) I got up around 2, and the rest of us swam at the Bally’s pool till 5. Did you know they have a 12 foot deep pool? I was LOVING it!!

We met up at their room around 9 and played this drinking game called “Assholeâ€. It was hilarious!! Anyone heard of this?

This time, everyone is dressed appropriately and we hit Tangerine. Dayam!! The line was HUGE, snaking through the casino. Did it matter to us? Nope! Cause vegashost got us the hookup. Immediate VIP entrance, I grease the palm of the manager and it was ON!! Within an hour, Collegeboy and Shyboy went to IP to play BJ. (??) We, on the other hand, were dancing fiends. I was dancing with three different bachelorette parties at different points. What’s the male equivalent of “belle of the ball� Well, that was me. I had more girls grabbing me to dance, or buying ME drinks. It was weird and funny and quite an ego boost.

BTW, Tangerine bumps!! Great rap/dance/top 40 music. The balcony is very cool, and like vegashost says, it’s nice to step out there and enjoy the breeze when you’re getting hot and sweaty. I had a lot of fun there. It was my only really fun nite in Vegas.

Sunday: Collegeboy and Cutiepie and I took another tour of casinos, along with downtown. Out of Ceasar’s, Bellagio, Mirage and TI, and downtown,the most I could get was for C-Boy to say that Mirage was kinda nice, although they were impressed with Ceasars.

That nite, we played “Asshole†again. (Collegeboy refused to drink much, even though it was a drinking game.) Then we hit Body English. Thanks to vegashost, we bypassed another HUGE line and were whisked right in. Same type music as Tangerine…but better!! The crowd was definitely younger. I was a dancing fool again, but basically just danced with Cutiepie, (and a few girls there) since her man isn’t much into dancing. (Also, the bartender bought me two drinks. That NEVER happens in Vegas.) Didn’t really meet anyone, which is unusual. What was really, really cool is at certain points, they blow this mist down on the dance floor. It’s so thick, you can’t see your hand in front of you…and it’s really cool, temperature-wise. Perfect for a nice cool off when you’re tearing it up.

What sucked, is Cutiepie and Collegeboy bailed on us early again.

One other thing happened that night that I’m still getting grief about. Around 4, Shy, T and I stopped at Barbary Coast to play Wheel of Fortune. As we all sat on our chairs, I decided to swing my leg over from behind the chair, then plop down. Wrong. Soon as I started, I knew it was a bad idea. My leg caught on the chair, I lost my balance, flailed around for help, grabbing the two chairs beside me, and landed on my back, pulling the two chairs on top of me.

There was a beat of stunned silence before T cupped his hand over his mouth and says really loud “Command Post!! Blackhawk down!! I repeat, Blackhawk DOWN!!â€

Real funny. We all busted out laughing on that one.

Monday: I got a late checkout and slept till noon. Nothing eventful happened, other than on the flight back, Collegeboy kept drumming on the back of the seat of the woman in front of him, to the point that she turned around and yelled at him to stop. He could understand why she was so upset.

It was a weird trip: The guys staying in their room all day…..Collegeboy only drinking once or twice (even though he vowed to get plastered since he doesn’t get the opportunity at home)….How incredibly non-appreciative most of them were about the beauty of some of these casinos…the constant eating of fast food to the exclusion of anything else…..Them getting into clubs, not having to play cover and getting to bypass the line, then leaving soon after arriving…..I know different strokes for diff folks, but come on!! I ate two meals by myself at Aladdin, just so I could get so decent food.

The kicker was, these guys didn’t tip!! I wasn’t sure at first. My biggest clue was when we took a cab ride downtown. $18 fare. They tipped $2!!! I felt horrible for the cabbie. She was so sweet and talked to us the whole trip, telling us to have a blessed day as we exited. I gave her a 5 spot on top of the 2. When we were taken to the airport by the shuttle, all of them grabbed their bags just started walking, except Shyboy. When he saw me give the driver $4, he scrambled to find a tip of his own.

I’ve never been to Vegas with such an unappreciative group. It made the trip a real downer. I have honestly been in shock since I came back.

Like I said, if not for vegashost, this trip would have been a bust. It was my only real bright spot, getting into fun clubs and not waiting in line.

Who would have thunk it? A so-so trip to Vegas. Brrr….




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[ September 09, 2004, 06:45 AM: Message edited by: farkingidiot ]

 

Yep, wierd. But then, Vegas isn't for everybody, as strange as that may seem. And it sounds like you got stuck vacationing with people who just aren't ready to be taken out in public.

Oh well. Next trip should be better.

 

Could have been worse, you could have taken me!!!!lool


Jimbo

 

I am so sorry that you had a bad trip. It seems obvious to me that the people you went with are not thrill seekers and/or travelers. Better luck next time.

 

I went once with someone who refused to gamble (even VP at the bar) and wanted to sit and talk the whole time. Worst trip I've had, except when she went to bed at 9pm and I hit the casino solo!

I understand the shock of being with unenthusiastic people. Ugh.

 

I have never understood people who view Vegas time as a prime opportunity to get drunk on their own booze. If you have spent hours gambling and the nice young lady has been attentive and you have slipped several notches past a nice little buzz----so be it. There is so much to do in Vegas that drinking in your room seems like such a waste. There seems to be a common thread of trip reports when larger groups go to Vegas of waiting on people and being limited on what you can do because one or two persons don't want to. When we have gone to Vegas (or Reno) with other couples, we always agree in advance that we are going to do our own thing for a good part of the time and hook up for meals and shows as group things. Vegas time is too special to waste waiting on those who have radically different interests.

 

Your trip report is the PERFECT example of the necessity of choosing your Vegas travel companions carefully!! Sorry it was such a bummer for you. Maybe some of the other trip reports here will help you bury the bad memories a little....

 

I hear ya, Farking. I've been in that situation when a friend's actions in Vegas can really put a damper on things. But, it sounds like there were some bright spots.

 

Hey Farking-

If I had the right number for you I would've met up with you and you'd have a partner in crime. Glad everything worked out with the clubs. Travel companions make a world of difference, especially here in Vegas when there is so much to do. But staying in your room all day and ordering room service?? Why not be lazy at the pool and enjoy the sights.

 

Oh sure, fark and vegashost loose together?... toss in landa, jenn and typh for good measure and make sure you've got FEMA on speed-dial...

 

Now that would be fun!

 

Okay,. now that scares even me!!

Then again...hmm....


LOL!

(Man, that line-up would have made for a great time!)


(Okay...I had to edit this post. Wanna hear something funny? Collegeboy just called to say they're going out drinking Saturday and want me to come. What was so weird about Vegas is back home, I've had to literally carry Cutiepie and Collegeboy, on seperate occasions up to their apartment. And T-Bone is usually just a flat out drunk anyways. If they only knew what I wrote about them.

[ September 09, 2004, 11:32 AM: Message edited by: farkingidiot ]

 

Great report - but sorry to hear about the people that you went with. I agree the people you choose to take to with you can really put a damper on your trip.

Think about the next trip and how much fun you are going to have just to forget about this one!

Did I hear myself just get added to the Party Bus!! Oh yeah!!! Its on Doc

 

Thanks for the great read. Your friends sound like some of the guys I went with

I've noticed 3 recurring themes in the trip reports lately:
1) Vegashost is the man.
2) Non-T2Vers can't keep up with their T2Ver friends.
3) Alone time in Las Vegas ain't half bad.

Thanks again for the great report. When you mentioned Asshole the drinking game I had such a flashback. I remember playing the game, but can't for the life of me remember basic rules; signs that it is a great game!

 

Wow that sucks. I'm sorry you had a boring adventure in Mecca. I've been there and probably will be again because Hubby isn't a junkie like me. All you can do at some point is sigh and say I'm having a good time regardless of you people. It seems you did that a bit and I'm glad you at least got some good meals in and had one fun night of flirting with the edge. Hopefully, none of your companions will mention going again. If so I hope you tell them no and explain how lame they are.

I want to hop that party bus too! I'm not scared at the thought, merely excited at all the possibilities!

 

To avoid letting Sin end yet another thread, I thought I'd chime in and say thanks for writing up your report Farking! It just sounds like you hooked up with a bunch of 20 something's that simply weren't ready to hang. Since they didn't know how to tip either, it leads me to believe they haven't really gotten out of their own hometown very often!

I've also played A$$hole many times in my earlier college years (all 8 of them!!), but I also can't remember the rules very well!!

 

Sounds like Sin's got her own version of March Madness in mind .

 

I think it'd be cool if we had enough folks in town to actually rent one of those party coaches and hit as many spots that we could in one night. Start at 6pm and wouldn't end till 8am the next day. I think most of the T2V'ers could hang with that.

 

Man, the idea of us actually getting a party bus....

I think they'd have to actually close down Vegas after we were done with it.

It's kinda funny. I've been a little gun shy about going back after having such a bad taste put in my mouth, but I know I need to have a palate cleansing trip back.

I figured I wouldn't be back in Vegas until next March, but I might have to make one more trip back this year.

It's pretty funny that some of you have played "asshole', too. I'd never heard of it, but now, if I ever remember how to play, I simply MUSt play it again.

I do hope someday to meet some fellow T2Vegas'ers. I've definitely got a little hedonistic partyboy streak going when it comes to Vegas. Be nice to be with some folks who can hang.

 

Is A$$hole the game where you all have signs like hitting the table and the last person to catch on to someone making a sign is the a$$hole?

I too played in college and don't remember (or never knew) the rules.....

Quarters, on the other hand...I was never good at quarters. But I had a friend who could roll a quarter off her breast, have it bounce on the table and into the beer. She was highly in demand for that game, as I'm sure you can imagine....