Well, I hope I haven't built this trip report up too much! I felt that I finally lived it up in Vegas as much as I could. My last 2 trips I had fun, but felt that I didn't do evrything I wanted to. Here we go... We flew in from LA on the most crowded flight that I had ever been on. I swear I hate the sound of crying children! I decided to order a drink because I hate flying and I was finally on my way to VEGAS! I had about 10 minutes to swollow it down before we had to prepare for landing. On an empty stomach and having such a short time to drink it, I was well on my way to being tipsy. We arrived at THEhotel after we had been tunneled and on top of that, he also "missed" the entrance to THEhotel so he hadto go arrond the block. Well, I may look like a ditzy blonde but I know Vegas better than that so I tipped him next to nothing. I was very impressed with THEhotel. It's very classy in a non- glitzy way. We checked in at about 1 pm and asked for a strip view and the male desk clerk smiled and gave us a room on the 25th floor about 3 rooms away from the elevater. The rooms are nice! Our view was great: we could see all the way to The STRAT . The bath tub could easily fit 3 people (not that we tried or anything ) Well, I was ready for another drink so we, me and my best friend, went down to THEbar (or whatever it's called) to grab a beer. The bartender took my order and turned to my friend... she replied "I don't drink during the day". Well, either do I, but we're in VEGAS!! I need to find new Vegas buddies that "drink during the day". We walked all the way to the Alladin to grab the buffet. We both ate than cabbed it back to MB because my feet started to hurt. She was tired and wanted to sleep so she went up to the room while decided to get the trip started! I sat at a playboy slot as it quickly ate my $50. I decided I might want to slow down a little bit because I didn't want to loose all my money in one hour. I went to the Island Lounge, feeling a little pathetic and ordered a jeiger shot with a beer back (Iknow, it's a little frat partyish but I wanted to get drunk) I had a great time talking to many boys, pimping a few drinks from them. By this time it was about 5 and my friend was awake and ready to go shopping. She forgot her fake engagment ring at home so she needed to buy another one. I know this may sound weird but when guys are being a little overzealous we just like to point at our rings and it negates a lot of unwanted attention. It took us about an hour to get to the Fashion Show mall via the monorail. I am not a big fan of the monorail. It's probably a good idea if your staying at a hotel that has a station but it's quite a hike from MB to the MGM and also quite a hike from Harrahs, the closest stop to the mall, up to the mall. We got the ring and headed back, my friend finally ready to get our trip going. I showered and got ready and went down to the casino while my frinend was still getting ready. I sat down at a slot and immediatly was spotted by a cocktailer so I gave her my order and put a 20 in a penny slot, thinking that it would just occupy a little bit of my time while I was waiting. On my second spin, I hit 10,000 credits! For putting about 4 bucks through the machine that made a nice start to my night! I went to another penny slot and hit for another 60 bucks!! This was and still is my biggest win off slots in Vegas!! My friend was FINALLY ready and we were dressed to kill. We had no plans just to be sponteineous and have a good time. We decided to check out Rumjungle when we wee flaged down by some guy telling us he had a table over at RA and wanted me and my fiend to join him. Actually he wanted my friend to join him but I was there too! We said we would give him a call later if we were up to it. I have learned to NEVER take the 1rst offer you get because most likely something better comes along. We wanted to keep our options open. About 30 seconds after we left that group of guys, another guy flags us down and asks us if we want to go to Foundation Room. I asked if he was a memeber and he said No and he just "knew the right people". I though it sounded a little shady. But we decided to give it a try. He walks right up, shakes someones hand and we were in the elevater on our way up. WHAT?! I didn't get carded or anything. This place is nice- best view in VEgas. Now this is where it gets interesting. A guy wearing a suit, who appeared to be someone important comes up to us and says "We have some important people at a tableover there, would you ladies care to join them? "Yes" we said. All I was thinking about was free alcohol. I could care less how important these guys were. My friend whispered to me and said "Why do I feel like a hooker?" I agreed but what the hell. I figured this was a once in a lifetime experience. Sure enough these guys had a bottle of Dom Perignon. They weren't famous, I guess just rediculously rich. I help my self to the champagne and I couldn't be happier. I am in the best city on earth, sipping Dom, and watching a great party. This guy is talking to my friend so I decide to go dance. I look to my left and see 2 couples about 50ish doing what I could only describe as a "Freak Train" They were all butt to back, butt to back. So being the party girl I am I decide to join in. Now if this isn't a party, I don't know what is!! After a little dancing I need a refill and they ordered another bottle! I got my glass of champagne and listened as one of the boys at the table started talking up my friend. " My private jet this... I want to fly you there... I want to take you...." Yuck! I hate when guys talk like that. I am a real down to earth girl and money isn't the way to get in my pants. It's a big turnoff actually. I drink some more champagne and got disgusted with this guy's "I HAVE THIS" talk so I spot a hot chick on the dance floor. I am a completely hetrosexual woman, but this girl could dance and she was beautiful. I decide to try to dance with her. Maybe it was the insane ammount of champagne I had been drinking, but I go fo it. We danced for quite a while. I explained to her that I wasn't gay and I just thought she was beautiful and she seemed like a cool girl. She gave me a hug and said thanks and we parted our seperate ways. I should have made out with her... just to say I did. But I wasn't THAT drunk yet! We deided to leave foundation room and check out RA. We met the guy that we had met earlier and surpassed the long line and went right in. I LOVE VEGAS!! We somehow in a drunken daze get separated from the guy that got us in so we decide to get drinks. Some random guy bought us our drinks. He was a really nice guy. Not being flashy or trying to get anything from us... just being a gentleman. We finally find the guy that let us in and he had some VIP room reserved. It was a little away from the mainfloor. I think it's called "The Red Room", which I guess is Super VIP room because they had bottles out the wahzoo. I mix myself a drink and start mingling. No one in the room was very interesting except a couple of girls from Texas. I talked to them most of the time. Here's where it starts to get fuzzy... I remember my friend making out with some guy and I guess people took pictures of a guy eating cherries out of my clevedge (See "I had a balst" thread) who by the way... I know I never talked to before or after the pic was taken. I also remember "Sweet Child 'O Mine" coming on and freaking out. I am a big GNR fan! I started to get the gambling itch and talked some guy into checking out the tables in Luxor for a while. My friend went back to the room with what's his name. I don't like sitting at tables by myself yet because I don't know BJ very well. I have no idea when to hit or stay on a 15 or 16 so i always take someone with me to guide me along. I end up being up about 150 ina bout an hour or so of playing. It's about 430 am or so and I am dead tired. I knew I was too drunk to be gambling anymore. I get to my room and my friend is way too happy to see me. I guess she started to sober up a little bit and realized she didn't want to sleep with this guy so I saved her. I kicked his drunk ass at of our room. He hesitated so I got bitchy. I don't know how I got to sleep but I wake up at about 6 and I still had my clothes on from last night on and my makeup and contacts. Feeling like crap I took a quick shower and went back to sleep. A few hours later I woke up destroyed!! I took an advil and drank a bottle of $8 water. My friend woke up and all she said was "WHat the f**ck happened last night?" I told her the night was a little foggy but I know we had a good time... We ate at Carrows for breakfast. My friend wasn't in a very good mood so I got a little uptight. She was very hungover. I was feeling fine once I got food in my tummy. After breakfast we decided to go down to the pool. After one hell of a walk, with blisters the size of Texas, I was in need of some relaxing. I ordered a mango margarita and lounged on my chair. I looked up at th "Mandalay Bay" sign and thought "Now this is a vacation". It was a picture perfect day. My friend wanted to go up to the room, so she did. I stayed down at the pool for a while. I was so content on staying there for a while. I met some real nice poeple who kept calling me "Barbie" because of my hot pink bikini. I didn't mind that! Who wouldn't want to be compared to her!? After a couple drinks I head back to the room. I see a little deli near the Poker Room and Sports book and decide to get a burger before I go up to my room. The nice man ahead of me in line buys me my lunch! So I chat with him a few and had to go freshen up before we see Chippendales that night. When I am in the hallway of our hotel I meet our neighbors who were here for a bachelor party. I have a beer with them and head of to my bath. The most relaxing bath ever. I was wathing the plasma TV in the bathroom just thinking how lucky I am to be here. We get ready and my friend informs me that "She's not going to drink tonight". BUZZ KILL!! I don't mind if you don't want to drink but when your only in Vegas for 2 nights... come on!! Esspecially when we are seeeing Chippendales.... you don't actually think I am going to be sober for that! So we see the show. It was funny... same as last time but I wanted to go gamble. My friend meets up with her "Vegas boyfriend" and again I am assrd out of a room and my brst friend. I was going to meet up with "Sin" from this board for a drink, but I left her cell number at home (Sorry! I had a blonde moment) I wished I had remembered it but I kept myslf busy! I went to The Island Lounge and decided to get a Belvedere/ tonic. I have found my drink!I was talking to 2 older guys who were trashed out of their minds. I believe he knocked over his drink 3 times while I was talking to him. Then hooker comes over and propisitions him. He declines so she heads over to me. "Hey... where are you from" "LA" "Oh I am from Frisco" eventhough I was fully aware that she was a hooker I replied "What are you doing in Vegas" "working" with a little wink of her eye. Then she asked me if I was interested in having some fun. I said "No, not my thing, thanks though!" I was so shocked. I had no idea that they hit on women too!! I asked her how much about she makes. (I was too curious) She said "Yesterday I pulled in a grand for 3 hours of work on a Weds. night" Well, now I know how much hookers in Vegas make, my night is complete. I say Goodbye to the older men that bought me my drinks. I start walking and decide to stop at the Roulette table to see if I could figure out the game. It didn't seem too hard but everyone kept getting all their money taken away. That didn't seem like much fun! A guy comes over and starts telling me that the game to play is Craps. I tell him I havent the slightest clue how to play... he takes my hand and said pick a table... so I picked the one with people screaming on it. I guess this guy had been rolling for an hour or so and kept hitting all the points and was winning money for everyone. Its hard to explain a game thats going so fast and so well but I was really confused. I got the whole "Pass line" "don't pass line' thing but beyond that, I had no idea. It was a really fun game so I am going to make an effort to learn it when I am a sober. The guy I was playing with, well rather watching him play, gave me 2 $5 chips to make up for the tip I gave to the cocktailer. I only gave her a 3 dollar tip so I guess I made some money for not doing anything. I went back to my room to kidnap my friend and take her to a club... but she was lazy so we just ate at Raffles Cafe. The best steak and eggs I have ever had in my life! After that she went up to the room and I was not drunk enough to sleep but too drunk to be alone so I decided to be antisocial at the high limit slots. I lost a 100 in about 3 minutes. I decided I better go back to my room when some guy flagged me down and told me I was beautiful. I rolled my eyes and said "Yeah, me and the 5847947476 other girls you've told that to tonight". He asked if he could buy me a drink abd since I never turn down a free drink I said Yes. He kept saying things like "You want to get laid tonight, don't you?" I thought WOW, I cant believe there are actually guys out there that talk like that. I thought that was just in movies. He was just too sleezy so I started to go back to my room.... minus the sleezeball. Then a couple flags me down. They ask me if my husband is here. I said "No he's at home" (I am not married) "Too bad, we were hoping to have some fun" they said. The male in the party said "You're really my type, would like to join us?" I think, only in Vegas would this happen to me. I tell them although the offer is tempting, my "husband" would atleast like to be arround to watch so I would have to pass this up. It's about 2 am and I am fully content to go back to my room when I somehow meet another group of guys. I get along with one of them so we decide to go to Drai's. It was a cool place, a little too trendy for me. I saw a lot of people on Drugs and I really wasn't feeling the music or vibe. But I have another drink and decide to embarass the people I am with. They said I wouldn't have the nerve to get up on a table and dance. I proved them wrong and danced for about 45 seconds before security made me get off. After that I thought, 1) I got propisitioned tonight 2)I got hit on by swingers 3) I only payed for one drink 4) I danced on a table.... I think its time for bed. At arround 6 am I cab it back to MB and go to sleep. It was time to check out when I woke up so we got ourselves together and checked our luggage in.We had until 730pm until our flight left. We went to Phat Tuesdays to get a drink. I got the Mango one. My friend and I were butting heads a little bit so we sat there and talked to the bartender. I told her I wanted to go gamble and she said "Do we have to? I just hate the smell of the casino's" OK, now she was really being unreasonable. I thought maybe I am being a little much, but come on!! Why do you come to Vegas if you can't pass through a casino?? Well just as I was about to give her a piece of my mind. The bartender ewfilled my drink with 190 octane and gave me a wink. I knew he was thinking the same thing as me. About 5 minutes later, My friend called me and said "Guess what, I am in Vegas!! Meet me at Paris and let's get trashed" YES!!! This is my ultimate party girl friend and was super excited she was spontenious and drove out to Vegas for a night. We meet up and I am so happy. I needed this. We get 2 shots and 2 rum and cokes and play a little bj. She won I lost but we were pretty tipsy so it didn't matter!We walked down to boardwalk for some cheaper black jack. She turned her 5$ into about 50... while I took my 20 and nade it 0. By this time it was time to leave so I had to say goodbye and head to the airport.... The rest is fairly boring flight ramblings, so I'll spare you the details... Thanks so much for reading this. I hope it was a little entertaining. I am not much of a writer. Well, the countdown starts until my NOV. trip. I am aslo heading out in December with my father for a strictly gambling/ sports betting/ downtown trip. I might make it out in March... I might be arround for the "madness" I have to see what my budget can handle.