Beach Crazy
Hostess With the Mostess
Not really a trip report but here’s a few photos from NSF. I had no intentions of making it to Vegas for the fun, not that I didn’t want to, I just didn’t think it would be possible. After several phone calls with various people Friday who were already out there and a phone call to the hubby to make sure it was ok, I found myself online at 5:26 pm booking a flight out of Chicago Midway that left at 9 pm that evening. Of course it’s like a 2 hour drive for me to get to Midway so I had no time to spare if I was gonna make the flight. Just threw a bunch of crap in a bag and I was off. I hit traffic around Joliet which really slowed me down so by the time I got to the airport it was 8:30. Knowing I didn’t have time to make it around to the other side of the airport where I would normally park I pulled into the first economy lot I saw that had a shuttle bus just sitting there. Parked, grabbed my stuff and ran to the shuttle explaining that my flight left at 9 the driver made every attempt to get me there in time to make my flight. At 8:45 I was standing in the line to go through security just knowing I wasn’t going to make the flight. They only had one line open, it took me 8 minutes to get through. A quick look at my watch and it was 8:53. I grabbed my boots, not even bothering to put them on, and ran to the gate which was naturally at the far end of the concourse. As I got closer to the gate I could see lines and lines of people....thank god, the flight had been delayed so I got there just as they were boarding. I was the last one on the plane. After sitting there a few minutes and composing myself all I could think was...Just what the hell was I thinking when I decided to do this. And then it hit me....I have absolutely no idea what lot I parked in.
When I got to the airport the party limo was waiting. As I was standing at the carousel waiting for my luggage I hear several familiar voices calling my name and in hand is a big ol’ Captain and Diet. Yes, nothing like hanging out at the luggage carousel with a big drink and good friends, I think I could get use to that!! And the party was on....
Here’s some thoughts:
Sticky was kind enough to offer the extra bed in her room, so I got to stay at NYNY for the first time.
Made it back to Hogs and Heiffers, and got to see some chick dance on the bar topless...oh yeah, she did have pasties.
I think Chef has become the official T2V chauffeur. He does a great job but definitely needs to leave those stinky boots back at the room.
Mikey has turned Sticky into a Pai Gow freak.
What happens in the limo, stays in the limo.
Pampers Guy needs to get a life.
The food and service at Bamboleos sucks.
Had my first 99¢ shrimp cocktail. Yummy!!
Carnival Court is always a fun time....well, except for the hundy I lost at the blackjack table in record time.
The king suites at the IP are totally cheezzzzzzy.
Marty needs to quite sleeping at the bar.
The beds at Wynn are just as comfy as everyone says.
Cleopatra’s Barge is still rockin’.
The bars in NYNY still make the best pina colada’s.
Yelling “Monkey†at a blackjack table in the LVC will make everyone look at you.
Contrary to popular belief, I do not own any “granny panties.â€
The pizza at Sirrico’s in NYNY needs more sauce.
Going to Vegas on the spur of the moment can save you a lot of time and money.
It’s always a fun time with my friends from the board!!
One final thought....so what do you think the odds would be on this? When I went to leave the airport last night and had no idea what lot my car was in I talked to someone at the help desk who told me to go out and get on any bus and they would help me find it. When I get outside there are about 7 buses sitting there, nothing looked familiar so I just chose one. I got on and explained my situation to the driver who tells me that he will drop everyone else off and then he would help find my car. As we are just pulling away he stops and yells back at me. “You’re not the one who left for Vegas Friday night and were afraid you were gonna miss your flight?†Yep, it was the same driver from Friday night who knew exactly where my car was. Score!!!!!
Here are a few photos for your viewing pleasure.
What do girls really do behind closed doors in Vegas?? Jump on the beds
Shock makes a smokin’ pimp.
Martys Birfday party at the Palace.
How many people can you get in a Stratus?
Chef and Shock to the rescue.
Cute girls!!.
Dinner at Bamboleos
Busted, dude!!!
View from our room at NYNY.
Party Limo.
Until March.....Beach Crazy
When I got to the airport the party limo was waiting. As I was standing at the carousel waiting for my luggage I hear several familiar voices calling my name and in hand is a big ol’ Captain and Diet. Yes, nothing like hanging out at the luggage carousel with a big drink and good friends, I think I could get use to that!! And the party was on....
Here’s some thoughts:
Sticky was kind enough to offer the extra bed in her room, so I got to stay at NYNY for the first time.
Made it back to Hogs and Heiffers, and got to see some chick dance on the bar topless...oh yeah, she did have pasties.
I think Chef has become the official T2V chauffeur. He does a great job but definitely needs to leave those stinky boots back at the room.
Mikey has turned Sticky into a Pai Gow freak.
What happens in the limo, stays in the limo.
Pampers Guy needs to get a life.
The food and service at Bamboleos sucks.
Had my first 99¢ shrimp cocktail. Yummy!!
Carnival Court is always a fun time....well, except for the hundy I lost at the blackjack table in record time.
The king suites at the IP are totally cheezzzzzzy.
Marty needs to quite sleeping at the bar.
The beds at Wynn are just as comfy as everyone says.
Cleopatra’s Barge is still rockin’.
The bars in NYNY still make the best pina colada’s.
Yelling “Monkey†at a blackjack table in the LVC will make everyone look at you.
Contrary to popular belief, I do not own any “granny panties.â€
The pizza at Sirrico’s in NYNY needs more sauce.
Going to Vegas on the spur of the moment can save you a lot of time and money.
It’s always a fun time with my friends from the board!!
One final thought....so what do you think the odds would be on this? When I went to leave the airport last night and had no idea what lot my car was in I talked to someone at the help desk who told me to go out and get on any bus and they would help me find it. When I get outside there are about 7 buses sitting there, nothing looked familiar so I just chose one. I got on and explained my situation to the driver who tells me that he will drop everyone else off and then he would help find my car. As we are just pulling away he stops and yells back at me. “You’re not the one who left for Vegas Friday night and were afraid you were gonna miss your flight?†Yep, it was the same driver from Friday night who knew exactly where my car was. Score!!!!!
Here are a few photos for your viewing pleasure.
What do girls really do behind closed doors in Vegas?? Jump on the beds
Shock makes a smokin’ pimp.
Martys Birfday party at the Palace.
How many people can you get in a Stratus?
Chef and Shock to the rescue.
Cute girls!!.
Dinner at Bamboleos
Busted, dude!!!
View from our room at NYNY.
Party Limo.
Until March.....Beach Crazy
