Flamingo 10/15-10/19 part 1

Okay, let me warn you, lots of stupid Vegas behavior. If this will offend you, don't read!!! Me (33) and me cousin (31) both divorced. My second time to Vegas, her first. Fly out of Indy 7:00am, get to Vegas 9 or 9:30. Fly into terminal 1, but need to go to terminal 2 to do airport check in. Take airport shuttle from 1 to 2 (tried to tip driver, not allowed to accept tip???) Try to check in way early, and try $20 trick with Pricilla. She says she'll check for upgrades. great. Well, she swipes my card and it only has $600 available. This is fine for the $490 in room, but they want to put a hold on my card for $100 a night for incidentals. I have other credit cards, but we'll have to use all of them to cover the 4 nights of incidentals. She says, we'll just pay for the room and not authorize you for incidentals. For example we can receive calls, but not make them. Must pay for room service with cash, can't charge things to room. Fine, I am glad that she is willing to work with my broke butt. She takes $20 and finds us a newly remodeled room, facing the srtip, and VERY close to the elevators. Can't give me the key yet, try at the hotel in a few hours. No problemo. Go to the restroom and take off the sweatshirt that was covering my hooker tanktop and go to get a ride. We take the shuttle(the limo one) to the Flamingo, we were the 2nd stop so it wasn't bad. We give our bags to the bell guy and go to the buffet at the Bellagio. It was almost $20 a piece for lunch (which I knew), and while the quantity was there, the quality wasn't. It was a HUGE buffet, but just average. My cousin got sushi and said it was horrible. I would not go back. We go back to the Flamingo and check on the room. Not yet, try again later. We go next door to Barbery Coast to play some $5 blackjack. I learned to count when I was little by playing blackjack and luckily we both doubled our money. Feeling gross, we try to get into our room to freshen up. Hooray, it's ready. We go and find ourselves needing a few ZZZs if we are going to go on. Have I mentioned that we've been drinking non stop since the Bellagio? We take a two hr. nap and proceed to go to the Hilton for the buffet (I have a ACG coupon 2 for 1 and includes free beer). How shall we get there? Cab? No, we want to save our $. Walk? Too far. Then my brilliant cousin decides that we can start on foot and surely catch a ride with someone. Well, I seem to have forgotton that rails block the steet from the sidewalk, so the whole flagging someone down is starting to seem impossible. To top it off, we must cross the street due to construction, so cars are going away from our beloved buffet, not towards. Now, as a regular reader of this board I decided to wear cute, but none the less comfy shoes, cousin, however does not heed my warning and is wearing 3" heel boots (with a very short skirt I might add, this is important later) as we walk and walk and walk. We see the greater sites of Vegas. I, of course, recommend taking what I believe is a short cut, but later determine it to be a brush with death. As we pass through dark alleys filed with buses, alcoholics,and potential drug dealers, we have time to reflect that maybe we haven't lived our lives as we might like to, especially while dressing like prostitutes. After making severals deals with God and being hissed at several times (remember the short skirt and hooker top?),we arrive in one piece to the Hilton. However, it's taken us so long to walk there,that we only have 20 minutes left until the buffet is closed. We explain our plight to the bartender, who had mercy on us and told us he would stay 15 minutes later than the supposed time to help us drink as much as possible. "You walked from the FLAMINGO?" he asked as he poured us two drinks apiece to carry back to our table. Two buffets and all you could drink for 30 minutes seemed perfect for $13. My cousin announced with a voice that made me wonder if posession by demons truely existed, that we were taking a cab home. We used the ACG coupon for $10 promotional chip and won enough $ to pay for the cab ride back. Our cab driver was very amusing and said we were,too. He gave us VIP passes to Tangerine that he said he usually sells, but since we were soooo cool...he gave them to us. Don't know if it's true... So back to the Flamingo for Part 2....

 

Great Report so far! I can relate to the part about walking through the wrong part of town dressing rather risque! I haven't done it in Vegas yet, but I do it here in LA all the time!

 

Good report, and good to hear some good things abaout cabbies.

Jimbo

 

Okay, I'm awake now.

You've set up the rest of the story nicely, looking forward to part two.

 

Great start! Can't wait to read the rest!