Hello again faithful readers (all 5 of you); you have waited patiently for the next installment of the Vegas trip. I hope you won’t be disappointed. So, where were we…that’s right, Friday evening.
Before we got out there I had done some research on what to on Friday night and we all agreed that we would go to Ivan Kane’s Forty Deuce (it’s a burlesque club). Ralph, Rochelle, Tammer and I got all dressed up and headed over to the club where we met Kari, Erica and another couple that R & R work with.
The place wasn’t very crowded, but there weren’t any free chairs unless you ordered table service. Table service is nice in that you get a designated seat in a roped off area and a personal waitress. Table service is not so nice in that there’s a minimum alcohol purchase. After much debating we decided to go ahead and splurge. The first show didn’t start until 12:30am and the second show was at 3 (ouch, I usually go to bed at 11); there were two dancers in each show and both were a lot of fun. In between shows the bar turns into a dance club and patrons are allowed patrons up on the stage to do their own little dances, and I have to tell you that some of those girls better hope that their drunken stupidity stays in Vegas.
I can only stand so much base and bad dancing without a break, so I went to the casino (we were at Mandalay Bay) to hit the pennies. I found my favorite Alien game and within 5 minutes I had won $150! If you weren’t keeping track I am now $120 up for this trip playing nothing but penny slots. I went back to the club to enjoy the rest of the evening (or morning); we left after the 3am show and got home at about 4:30.
On Saturday we went breakfast/lunch with the family and spent the rest of the day hanging out at the house taking it easy. I thought it was a great way to spend our last day with our friends. That night my friends Ben and Renee got back home, so we made the 40 minute drive to their place to spend the night. In the morning we went to breakfast with Ben and Renee on the way to the airport.
At the airport I hit he nickel slots, which turned out to be a mistake because I immediately lost $60 (it kills me, too, because after 2 games I was $40 up, but I just couldn’t stop). I won something else, though, sort of. Our flight was oversold, and after discussing it Tammer and I agreed that I should volunteer my seat in exchange for a free round trip ticket. After Tammer got on the plane I got Ben to come pick me up and I got to spend the whole day with them. This was really nice because I don’t get to see them very often. Also, with my new ticket I will be able to go to LA in the fall for Kari and Christophe’s wedding!!
The rest of the journey was pretty uneventful, except I did get to see a 21 month old kid who could swim…I didn’t think that was possible.
Next time I’ll tell you what I did with my cash winnings.
1 comment:
Does anyone ever win at the airport?
I got tired just reading about how late you stayed up. I've been there, done that, several times. Each time I ask myself why I put myself through that.
I've played penny slots once. Craps is the game.
Gambling, alcohol, and dancing. Good blog.
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