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VIP Whale
Well my friends, I have so much reading to do this week it isn't even funny. Last year we didn't have this much, so I've been blindsided. Anyway, I'm going to put the trip up day-by-day, because I want to get you all something, but don't have time to write up the whole thing. The first day was the most mellow in terms of partying and is fairly boring, but has the most gambling in it.
Let’s begin at the beginning, shall we? Bliss (Vegas name) cruised up to my homestead at 6am on Thursday, we loaded my luggage into her trunk, (for those wondering I took one full size suitcase, one duffel bag full of shoes-9 pair, and one beach bag full of toiletries), headed to the nearest Starbucks and hopped on the road. It is generally about an 8 hour drive from here to Vegas and we only stopped once, at the halfway mark in Flagstaff, to get gas and food. All told we spent $60 on gas for the entire trip. We hit the new construction near the dam, but still managed to roll into town after 7 ½ hours. Stopped at the In N Out in Henderson for my burger and then off to our hotel-The Tropicana.
Upon arrival there was a huge check-in line. Even though it was only 2, you would have thought it was 3, but the line moved pretty quickly and we only waited about 20 minutes. We didn’t ask for any upgrades and our only request was that our room overlook the parking lot (Bliss has a thing about her car). Checked in, paid for the room, and off we went to grab our luggage. We had a Garden Room and I must say I was surprised at how large it was. The bathroom was pretty standard in size, the closet was huge-more than enough room for us, there were 2 beds, a couch, coffee table, large desk, and one nightstand. There was a lot of room to move about and, of course, our little balcony which was nice as we smoked out there the whole time. It was great to have a window that would open in Vegas too! The room was on par with a Motel 6 or Super 8 as far as quality. It was very clean and came with an iron, ironing board, blow dryer, and safe. For $200 I was left feeling like we got a really great value on the room.
After unpacking, making the requisite phone calls home, showering, changing, and resting for about ½ hour we were off to the tables. Bliss’ mom plays roulette and so that is what we played. She even gave us with a little strategy she had worked out when we called her. We sat down and bought in for $20 ($5 chips, not $1), when we left the table about an hour later we had our original $20 back and were up $135. To celebrate we decided to go to a nice dinner at Mon Ami Gabi and buy ourselves a bottle of wine-thank you Tropicana.
We walked down to Paris, put ourselves on the patio list and decided to hit the roulette tables there while we waited. Bought in for $20 (again $5 chips) and when we left about 40 minutes later to check on our table we had won our $20 back and were up about $120. NICE. It was obvious that we didn’t know a whole lot about what we were doing, and one guy says to me, “I’m going to take all your money ladies.†My response was, “Maybe we’ll take all of yours.†This large-brained individual comes back with, “Okay let’s go upstairs.†NICE. Way to show your class there bubbah! The lady pit boss didn’t take kindly to that and told him that he better keep his mouth shut if he wanted to continue to play at her tables. Jerk.
We got our seat on the patio, and knowing very little about wine, I let Bliss choose our bottle. She picked out a nice red with the help of our waiter. We ordered the lemon chicken as Bliss doesn’t eat steak, and a side of green beans. After hearing what those of you who have eaten at Mon Ami Gabi have said about the portions we decided to share the meal. This was a great call as we were both stuffed afterwards and didn’t even finish our green beans. The food was spectacular, the view was awesome, and our waiter was excellent. The wine sure did the trick too, because we left there hammered! In our drunken state we decided to head down to the Flaming-O, another suggestion from Bliss’ mom, and play craps.
We found a table with 2 people on it and were standing there watching and trying to decide if this was something we could do while drunk off our asses. The pit boss came over to us and handed us some cards with the rules on it. That was very nice, and I would have really appreciated it sober, but being drunk I couldn’t even read it. We decided what the hell and bought in for $20. After making a few pass line bets we were up a little and then the die came to me. The table was now full, so I apologized to everyone in advance and threw. I rolled four 7’s and then an 11 before setting the point at 6. I then proceeded to roll another 6. Next up I rolled a 9 and then crapped out on the next roll. Bliss rolled an 11 then set the point at 4. She rolled a couple of times and hit her point. Next she set the point at 9 and then crapped out on the next roll. We decided we were both way to drunk to continue standing there, so we colored up, $90. Not bad considering I forgot to place any odds bets.
We walked back down towards the Tropicana and met many, many boys along the way. We stopped to chat with each of them, and they each tried to get us to go out to a club (or to their room), but at this point we were already trashed and had been awake for 21 hours so we enjoyed them while they were around, but headed for our own beds. Can I just say that there were some amazingly gorgeous boys there. So many that Bliss and I started to joke about the whiplash we were going to have by the end of the trip from whipping around so fast and so often. All in all today was a Very Good Day.
Let’s begin at the beginning, shall we? Bliss (Vegas name) cruised up to my homestead at 6am on Thursday, we loaded my luggage into her trunk, (for those wondering I took one full size suitcase, one duffel bag full of shoes-9 pair, and one beach bag full of toiletries), headed to the nearest Starbucks and hopped on the road. It is generally about an 8 hour drive from here to Vegas and we only stopped once, at the halfway mark in Flagstaff, to get gas and food. All told we spent $60 on gas for the entire trip. We hit the new construction near the dam, but still managed to roll into town after 7 ½ hours. Stopped at the In N Out in Henderson for my burger and then off to our hotel-The Tropicana.
Upon arrival there was a huge check-in line. Even though it was only 2, you would have thought it was 3, but the line moved pretty quickly and we only waited about 20 minutes. We didn’t ask for any upgrades and our only request was that our room overlook the parking lot (Bliss has a thing about her car). Checked in, paid for the room, and off we went to grab our luggage. We had a Garden Room and I must say I was surprised at how large it was. The bathroom was pretty standard in size, the closet was huge-more than enough room for us, there were 2 beds, a couch, coffee table, large desk, and one nightstand. There was a lot of room to move about and, of course, our little balcony which was nice as we smoked out there the whole time. It was great to have a window that would open in Vegas too! The room was on par with a Motel 6 or Super 8 as far as quality. It was very clean and came with an iron, ironing board, blow dryer, and safe. For $200 I was left feeling like we got a really great value on the room.
After unpacking, making the requisite phone calls home, showering, changing, and resting for about ½ hour we were off to the tables. Bliss’ mom plays roulette and so that is what we played. She even gave us with a little strategy she had worked out when we called her. We sat down and bought in for $20 ($5 chips, not $1), when we left the table about an hour later we had our original $20 back and were up $135. To celebrate we decided to go to a nice dinner at Mon Ami Gabi and buy ourselves a bottle of wine-thank you Tropicana.
We walked down to Paris, put ourselves on the patio list and decided to hit the roulette tables there while we waited. Bought in for $20 (again $5 chips) and when we left about 40 minutes later to check on our table we had won our $20 back and were up about $120. NICE. It was obvious that we didn’t know a whole lot about what we were doing, and one guy says to me, “I’m going to take all your money ladies.†My response was, “Maybe we’ll take all of yours.†This large-brained individual comes back with, “Okay let’s go upstairs.†NICE. Way to show your class there bubbah! The lady pit boss didn’t take kindly to that and told him that he better keep his mouth shut if he wanted to continue to play at her tables. Jerk.
We got our seat on the patio, and knowing very little about wine, I let Bliss choose our bottle. She picked out a nice red with the help of our waiter. We ordered the lemon chicken as Bliss doesn’t eat steak, and a side of green beans. After hearing what those of you who have eaten at Mon Ami Gabi have said about the portions we decided to share the meal. This was a great call as we were both stuffed afterwards and didn’t even finish our green beans. The food was spectacular, the view was awesome, and our waiter was excellent. The wine sure did the trick too, because we left there hammered! In our drunken state we decided to head down to the Flaming-O, another suggestion from Bliss’ mom, and play craps.
We found a table with 2 people on it and were standing there watching and trying to decide if this was something we could do while drunk off our asses. The pit boss came over to us and handed us some cards with the rules on it. That was very nice, and I would have really appreciated it sober, but being drunk I couldn’t even read it. We decided what the hell and bought in for $20. After making a few pass line bets we were up a little and then the die came to me. The table was now full, so I apologized to everyone in advance and threw. I rolled four 7’s and then an 11 before setting the point at 6. I then proceeded to roll another 6. Next up I rolled a 9 and then crapped out on the next roll. Bliss rolled an 11 then set the point at 4. She rolled a couple of times and hit her point. Next she set the point at 9 and then crapped out on the next roll. We decided we were both way to drunk to continue standing there, so we colored up, $90. Not bad considering I forgot to place any odds bets.
We walked back down towards the Tropicana and met many, many boys along the way. We stopped to chat with each of them, and they each tried to get us to go out to a club (or to their room), but at this point we were already trashed and had been awake for 21 hours so we enjoyed them while they were around, but headed for our own beds. Can I just say that there were some amazingly gorgeous boys there. So many that Bliss and I started to joke about the whiplash we were going to have by the end of the trip from whipping around so fast and so often. All in all today was a Very Good Day.
Snowboarder gets dressed and I leave him at the tables with his friends while I go and collect Bliss. A quick stop for some more Corona’s and I’m headed back to the room.
