Long overdue Trip Report-March Madness (3/24-29)

The cast: Monkeyman (1st trip to Vegas)
Sweaty (2nd trip)
Dan the Man (2nd trip)
The Mechanic (2nd trip)
Jehovah (1st trip)
Me (6th trip)

The set-up: Last year the Mechanic decided it would be nice to have a guy’s trip to Vegas as a little adult spring break. This was the “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas†tour I. This year was tour II.

Trip Prep: For some reason, I became the defacto leader of the tour. I don’t know why. I was extremely well behaved last year. (cough) So, for weeks leading up to the trip, everytime I’d talk to one of the guys, it’d be “What are we going to do? Where are we going? We should have an agenda!†I kept telling them to do what they felt, but they wanted the anticipation of destinations within Vegas. To that end, the night before, I wrote and printed up “The Agenda†I printed a copy for everyone on bright yellow paper. My copy was bright lime green. (BTW, I’m the quizmaster.) The following is The Agenda.

This is a brief itinerary for the week. Study it. Live it. Know it.
There will be frequent pop quizzes. Failure to answer questions properly to the quizmaster’s satisfaction will result in alcohol related punishment. Senior tour members will decide appropriate punishments.

Let’s get the obvious out of the way. The following are potential watering holes for tour 2004. Nightly destinations will be decided by daily tour conferences involving all participants.

Coyote Ugly: Opens at 6 p. daily. Not a main destination, but a necessary stop. Purty girls in cowboy boots wearing them new fangled low rise jeans. WeeeEEooOo!!

Studio 54: Opens at 10. Has cheaper cover on Thursday. Also, it’s “dollhouse†Thursdays, whatever the hell that means. (The staff dresses up in costumes. Yawn. Er, I mean, Yay!)

Drai’s: Doesn’t even open till midnight!

Ghostbar: A balcony overlooking the strip. A possible sunset watching location. A lounge bar. Chill music. Chill crowd.

Voodoo lounge: a BIG balcony overlooking the strip. Live band inside. Dance music outside, late night.

The Beach: Attracts a college crowd and locals. Loud, rowdy and multi-leveled. A possible Friday night destination

Gilly's: Mudwrestling on Wednesday. Yes, mudwrestling!! With Wimmin!! Gud lookin' ones! Yee-haw. Starts at 10:00 p. We will be there. No cover on Wednsday. ON Friday and Saturday Bikini bullriding. The downside? country music.

Margaritaville: Need I say more? An anytime spot. We can hit this anytime. Oh wait. I wasn’t gonna say anymore.

Seven: Very hip dance club. Free standing on the strip. Turns into Alesium after hours at 3 am on Thursdays, and at midnight on Fridays and Saturday.

Key Largo: 24 hour happy hour. 50 cent drafts, 75 cent well drinks and 8 ounce margaritas for 99 cents.

*Tentative schedule: Wed-Gilleys, then who knows where? Thursday- Ghostbar, then Studio 54, Friday- The Beach and/or Voodoo Lounge. Saturday- Dealer's choice (with an eye on bikini bullriding at Gilley's as a stop), Sunday-Decided by committee vote.

Daytime activities:

-Borg Invasion at the Hilton
-Big Drop at top of Stratosphere
-Roller coaster at NYNY
-Shark Reef at Mandalay Bay
-Big Elvis at Barabary Coast happy hour
-Tours of some of the nicer casinos like Venetian and Bellagio
-a Trip or two downtown to gamble
-Liquor run to stock our rooms
-Gambling gambling, gambling!!

The rest of the agenda detailed restaurants to hit. Boring stuff.

When I printed up the agenda, my wife asked for a copy. I couldn’t help myself.

“Why? YOU aren’t going?â€

Did you know a TV guide thrown at your head from 5 feet away hurts just as bad as when you get smacked upside the head with one? Trust me. I found that one out.

So she looks at it and feigns disinterest as she mentions that there are no strip clubs listed on the Agenda.

Me: “Wha?? Vegas has strip clubs?â€

Her: Whack upside the head with TV Guide.

-sigh-

Flight: The boys met at my apartment at 5 am. We loaded into the limo (Oh, yeah!) to take us to the airport. Uneventful flight, other than the surprise and laughing as the boys were presented with The Agenda.

Oh yeah. One of the guys has never flown before. He didn’t bring anything to read. Didn’t bring a CD player. No DVD player. Nuthin’! And he wouldn’t sleep, cause he was nervous about flying. After watching him the first hour, I started shoving Maxim magazines, Stuff, Newsweek, anything I could think of to keep him occupied. Do you know how disconcerting it is to watch someone stare off into space for a good hour. He was driving me nuts.

But I digress.

Tomorrow, the agenda gets thrown out the window.

Casino Royale, here we come!!

(The saga will continue)

 

That's a first - you're on to page two of the trip report and you aren't even in vegas yet!

But it sounds promising...

 

Where is Key Largo??? Those drink prices are irresistable!