ok, I went to Vegas last October, and for some reason never posted this story. Not sure what the hell is wrong with me, for such a great story should never go untold. so, here it is...
MCT Drunk in Vegas
So wow, yeah, my wife, Melissa, and a group of my friends went to Las Vegas for Melissa's 21st birthday last October. We took Friday off work so we could leave extra early for our road trip, and hit Vegas around lunch time. We get to Vegas at about 12:15 and decide it is time to hit a buffet and get our grub on. (This doesnt sound to funny yet, but, stay with me, this all ties together, trust me
) Ok, where was I, oh yeah, lunch, me stopped at this old hotel/casino towards the far North end of the strip called Main Street Station. The food wasnt all that great, but, filled us up.
Night 1, Friday, wasnt to crazy. We went to dinner at this really cool Moroccan restaurant where they had belly dancers put on a little show while you eat. After that, we went and walked around the strip from the Excalibur and hit a bunch of the little bars like Coyote Ugly. (Didnt actually go in there though, just stopped at the side of the bar that faced the casino) We played a couple hands of black jack to pay for a few more drinks, and just sort of relaxed knowing that Saturday was going to be a crazy night. We idnt hit the bed till around 4:30 a.m.
Saturday afternoon, day/night 2, we got up and hit up Sherwood Cafe in the Excalibur casino and got some grub for our breakfast/lunch. Melissa and I walked around a bit and got a couple margaritas.
My buddy John that lives in Vegas came and met us at "D!cks Last Resort" bar in the Excalibur casino and had a couple beers.
After that it was time to start getting ready to go out the "The Playboy Club" and "Moon".
So, Melissa and I went back to our hotel room and took a shower. While she was doing her hair and makeup, I went downstairs to get a couple more margaritas. (Alcohol count for day two so far: 2 margaritas and 2 beers each) The getting ready process took a good 3 hours, so, i made a couple more trips to the bar downstairs to get us going. By the time we left, it was about 10 p.m. and we had plenty of alcohol to get the night started. (3 margaritas and 4 beers)
We finally go hit Playboy Club first, and that was pretty cool. This is when the serious drinking starts. We chilled in the Playboy club for about two hours. I had 2 Grey Goose dirty martini's there, and Melissa had two Washington Apples.
It was time to go upstairs to Moon at that point. Soon as we get there, we all grab another drink. (Alcohol count - Justin: 3 margaritas, 4 beers, and 3 vodka martini's. Melissa: 3 margaritas, 4 beers, and 3 Washington Apples) Obviously we are already way beyond being legally drunk, but, the night is young.
We decide it is time to hit the restroom. Now, keep in mind that I am only 1.5 months in to my knee surgery recovery and just stopped wearing my knee brace and cane the week before. so, while I am waiting for Melissa to come out of the restroom (cause womens lines are always like 4 times longer) I decide to wait outside the restroom for her.
I was originally standing between the entrance for the mens restroom and the womens restroom. One of the bouncers asks if i can move to the other side of the mens door while waiting, and i was like, sure, no problem. So, i moved down and continued to wait.
Not even a minuter later two other bouncers walk but to me and one of them says you need to wait at the end of the hall. So, i tell him that the other guy told me that i was ok to stand where i was standing.
This is when ---- starts to get out of control.
All of a sudden one of the bouncers starts screaming in my face, "STOP TALKING SH*T!" and i say back to him, "I'm not man, I just said that he said I was ok here." Next thing i know, his buddy rushes me and throws me in a half nelson and starts dragging me down the hallway. (Yeah, fun for my weak knee)
Finally at the end of the hallway, by some back doors, they let go of me adn keep screaming, "STOP TALKING SH*T!" So, I tell him again, "Im not talking sh*t bro. That guy said i was ok, and I was just waiting for my wife." They look down the hall and then disappear in to the back doors. At this point I am pissed, feeling pains in my knee, button almost ripped off my shirt, and Melissa is walking up wondering why I was so far down the hall. So now I explain to her what happened, and she is livid.
We decide to just get another drink, and ask for the manager at the same time. So, we go to the second floor of moon and grab a drink while waiting for a manager to talk to about what happened.
Finally, the Manager finds us and asked what happened. I tell him what was going on, and now he is pissed and tells me that the bouncers are not allowed to touch anyone like that. So, he gets us both another drink and gives me his card in case i needed anything else. Melissa doesnt feel like drinking the free drink though, so, i drink it instead. (Alcohol count - Justin: 3 margaritas, 4 beers, 5 vodka martini's, and 1 Washington Apple. Melissa: 3 margaritas, 4 beers, and 4 Washington Apples) We decide to chill just a little longer and finally leave at about 2:30 - 3:00 a.m.
We were originally going to take a taxi back if we were to drunk, but, at this point the alcohol hadn't really hit me yet, and getting pissed didnt help either, so, we pick the car up from the valet and head back to the Excalibur.
So, we just pull in to the parking lot at the Excalibur, and get a great spot and start to pile out of the car. Just as we get out, Melissa decides she has had way to much to drink and pukes right outside of the car as to bicycle cops ride by. They just turned and looked at her and say, "Looks like someone had fun tonight." They laugh and ride off. Phew, lucky they weren't asking us any questions, i just drove, and was on probation meaning i wasn't supposed to be drinking. Got lucky you could say.
So, we start walking across the parking lot towards the hotel, and this is when the alcohol really starts to hit me. I remember getting about half way to the doors, and then nothing else for a while.
My wife filled me in on the gaps in the morning and I guess we went up stairs to get my friend Megan her jacket out of our room and change to something more comfortable. so, i guess i got down to my boxers and started rolling around on the bed and fell off, then got dressed. (no recollection of this at all, still)
We go down to the casino to gamble a bit. I decide not to gamble but, to help my friend Megan instead. (This I do remember) So, I sit at the table and tell her when to hit and stay and make her a little cash and then she quits. I tried to get a free rum and coke, but, my wife rushed me off befor eI could get it. So we start walking around looking for something else to do.
We pass this black guy at the bar that has these really long dreads, so, i shout across the bar (like a dumb drunk), "I love your hair bro. That is sick. I wish I could do that, but, I'm white, and I just cant pull it off." So, my wife is smacking my arm telling me to shut up by now, but, the guy starts laughing and shouts back, "Thanks man".
Then i start telling a bunch of old people at the slots, "You're gonna win, I can feel it." it is time to get something to eat, so, Megan and her boyfriend Billy decide to head back to their hotel and Malissa and I head to Sherwood cafe.
Now sitting in the cafe, I start to feel sick, so, i go find our waiter and tell him he needs to get me water before i puke all over the place. So he frantically gets me a water, and i was ok. we got our sandwich to go and head back to the room.
I now decide it is wise to take a shower before i eat. So, I get in the shower, and next thing i know, i am sitting in the floor in the shower puking up everything i had eaten and drank int he past two days. And this was no pretty site. Melissa tries to open the shower door to see if I am ok, and i shut it on her saying that she does not want to see what just came out, and i decide to describe it instead.
Hey, there is the red beans and rice from the buffet yesterday". (i told you I would bring you back to the buffet) She gets grossed out and goes in the bedroom to eat part of the sandwich we ordered. I finally get up and clean myself off after washing all the puke down the drain. I now go lay down and decide I am going to eat part of the sandwich in a min, but, passed out instead, around 5:30 a.m.
So, I wake up at about 8:30 with a terrible headache, and try to go to the restroom. I am still so drunk i can barely stand and i run in to the wall a few times. I go back to sleep and wake up around 2:30 in the afternoon. Still buzzing pretty good, and stumble to the restroom again and then grabbed a couple vicodin's and passed back out till 4:30 in the afternoon. Hangover gone, and really hungry, Melissa and I head down to the cafe to get something to eat.
We were both not feeling 100%, so, decide to lay low and not drink on Sunday. Instead we walked down to the Bellagio to watch the water show. Megan and Billy head to see a show, and the rest of my friends went home earlier that day, so, Melissa and I just walked around taking pictures.
We met back up with Megan and Billy after their show, and waled to a 24 hour food court to get some taco bell. Megan got all messed up on pills and Billy had to run back to the Excalibur to get the car to pick her up. So, Melissa and I help Megan outside and wait for Billy. He finally gets back to get her, and takes her back to their hotel, then Melissa and I waled back to our hotel.
We got to bed around 2:30 a.m. and got up at like 10:00, grabbed our stuff and hit the road back to AZ. Let me tell you, more than 3 or 4 days in Vegas, is plenty for anyone. Crazy town.
So, that is my long story of our trip.
MCT Drunk in Vegas
So wow, yeah, my wife, Melissa, and a group of my friends went to Las Vegas for Melissa's 21st birthday last October. We took Friday off work so we could leave extra early for our road trip, and hit Vegas around lunch time. We get to Vegas at about 12:15 and decide it is time to hit a buffet and get our grub on. (This doesnt sound to funny yet, but, stay with me, this all ties together, trust me
) Ok, where was I, oh yeah, lunch, me stopped at this old hotel/casino towards the far North end of the strip called Main Street Station. The food wasnt all that great, but, filled us up.Night 1, Friday, wasnt to crazy. We went to dinner at this really cool Moroccan restaurant where they had belly dancers put on a little show while you eat. After that, we went and walked around the strip from the Excalibur and hit a bunch of the little bars like Coyote Ugly. (Didnt actually go in there though, just stopped at the side of the bar that faced the casino) We played a couple hands of black jack to pay for a few more drinks, and just sort of relaxed knowing that Saturday was going to be a crazy night. We idnt hit the bed till around 4:30 a.m.
Saturday afternoon, day/night 2, we got up and hit up Sherwood Cafe in the Excalibur casino and got some grub for our breakfast/lunch. Melissa and I walked around a bit and got a couple margaritas.
My buddy John that lives in Vegas came and met us at "D!cks Last Resort" bar in the Excalibur casino and had a couple beers.
After that it was time to start getting ready to go out the "The Playboy Club" and "Moon".
So, Melissa and I went back to our hotel room and took a shower. While she was doing her hair and makeup, I went downstairs to get a couple more margaritas. (Alcohol count for day two so far: 2 margaritas and 2 beers each) The getting ready process took a good 3 hours, so, i made a couple more trips to the bar downstairs to get us going. By the time we left, it was about 10 p.m. and we had plenty of alcohol to get the night started. (3 margaritas and 4 beers)
We finally go hit Playboy Club first, and that was pretty cool. This is when the serious drinking starts. We chilled in the Playboy club for about two hours. I had 2 Grey Goose dirty martini's there, and Melissa had two Washington Apples.
It was time to go upstairs to Moon at that point. Soon as we get there, we all grab another drink. (Alcohol count - Justin: 3 margaritas, 4 beers, and 3 vodka martini's. Melissa: 3 margaritas, 4 beers, and 3 Washington Apples) Obviously we are already way beyond being legally drunk, but, the night is young.
We decide it is time to hit the restroom. Now, keep in mind that I am only 1.5 months in to my knee surgery recovery and just stopped wearing my knee brace and cane the week before. so, while I am waiting for Melissa to come out of the restroom (cause womens lines are always like 4 times longer) I decide to wait outside the restroom for her.
I was originally standing between the entrance for the mens restroom and the womens restroom. One of the bouncers asks if i can move to the other side of the mens door while waiting, and i was like, sure, no problem. So, i moved down and continued to wait.
Not even a minuter later two other bouncers walk but to me and one of them says you need to wait at the end of the hall. So, i tell him that the other guy told me that i was ok to stand where i was standing.
This is when ---- starts to get out of control.
All of a sudden one of the bouncers starts screaming in my face, "STOP TALKING SH*T!" and i say back to him, "I'm not man, I just said that he said I was ok here." Next thing i know, his buddy rushes me and throws me in a half nelson and starts dragging me down the hallway. (Yeah, fun for my weak knee)
Finally at the end of the hallway, by some back doors, they let go of me adn keep screaming, "STOP TALKING SH*T!" So, I tell him again, "Im not talking sh*t bro. That guy said i was ok, and I was just waiting for my wife." They look down the hall and then disappear in to the back doors. At this point I am pissed, feeling pains in my knee, button almost ripped off my shirt, and Melissa is walking up wondering why I was so far down the hall. So now I explain to her what happened, and she is livid.
We decide to just get another drink, and ask for the manager at the same time. So, we go to the second floor of moon and grab a drink while waiting for a manager to talk to about what happened.
Finally, the Manager finds us and asked what happened. I tell him what was going on, and now he is pissed and tells me that the bouncers are not allowed to touch anyone like that. So, he gets us both another drink and gives me his card in case i needed anything else. Melissa doesnt feel like drinking the free drink though, so, i drink it instead. (Alcohol count - Justin: 3 margaritas, 4 beers, 5 vodka martini's, and 1 Washington Apple. Melissa: 3 margaritas, 4 beers, and 4 Washington Apples) We decide to chill just a little longer and finally leave at about 2:30 - 3:00 a.m.
We were originally going to take a taxi back if we were to drunk, but, at this point the alcohol hadn't really hit me yet, and getting pissed didnt help either, so, we pick the car up from the valet and head back to the Excalibur.
So, we just pull in to the parking lot at the Excalibur, and get a great spot and start to pile out of the car. Just as we get out, Melissa decides she has had way to much to drink and pukes right outside of the car as to bicycle cops ride by. They just turned and looked at her and say, "Looks like someone had fun tonight." They laugh and ride off. Phew, lucky they weren't asking us any questions, i just drove, and was on probation meaning i wasn't supposed to be drinking. Got lucky you could say.
So, we start walking across the parking lot towards the hotel, and this is when the alcohol really starts to hit me. I remember getting about half way to the doors, and then nothing else for a while.
My wife filled me in on the gaps in the morning and I guess we went up stairs to get my friend Megan her jacket out of our room and change to something more comfortable. so, i guess i got down to my boxers and started rolling around on the bed and fell off, then got dressed. (no recollection of this at all, still)
We go down to the casino to gamble a bit. I decide not to gamble but, to help my friend Megan instead. (This I do remember) So, I sit at the table and tell her when to hit and stay and make her a little cash and then she quits. I tried to get a free rum and coke, but, my wife rushed me off befor eI could get it.
So we start walking around looking for something else to do.We pass this black guy at the bar that has these really long dreads, so, i shout across the bar (like a dumb drunk), "I love your hair bro. That is sick. I wish I could do that, but, I'm white, and I just cant pull it off." So, my wife is smacking my arm telling me to shut up by now, but, the guy starts laughing and shouts back, "Thanks man".
Then i start telling a bunch of old people at the slots, "You're gonna win, I can feel it." it is time to get something to eat, so, Megan and her boyfriend Billy decide to head back to their hotel and Malissa and I head to Sherwood cafe.
Now sitting in the cafe, I start to feel sick, so, i go find our waiter and tell him he needs to get me water before i puke all over the place. So he frantically gets me a water, and i was ok. we got our sandwich to go and head back to the room.
I now decide it is wise to take a shower before i eat. So, I get in the shower, and next thing i know, i am sitting in the floor in the shower puking up everything i had eaten and drank int he past two days. And this was no pretty site. Melissa tries to open the shower door to see if I am ok, and i shut it on her saying that she does not want to see what just came out, and i decide to describe it instead.
Hey, there is the red beans and rice from the buffet yesterday". (i told you I would bring you back to the buffet) She gets grossed out and goes in the bedroom to eat part of the sandwich we ordered. I finally get up and clean myself off after washing all the puke down the drain. I now go lay down and decide I am going to eat part of the sandwich in a min, but, passed out instead, around 5:30 a.m.
So, I wake up at about 8:30 with a terrible headache, and try to go to the restroom. I am still so drunk i can barely stand and i run in to the wall a few times. I go back to sleep and wake up around 2:30 in the afternoon. Still buzzing pretty good, and stumble to the restroom again and then grabbed a couple vicodin's and passed back out till 4:30 in the afternoon. Hangover gone, and really hungry, Melissa and I head down to the cafe to get something to eat.
We were both not feeling 100%, so, decide to lay low and not drink on Sunday. Instead we walked down to the Bellagio to watch the water show. Megan and Billy head to see a show, and the rest of my friends went home earlier that day, so, Melissa and I just walked around taking pictures.
We met back up with Megan and Billy after their show, and waled to a 24 hour food court to get some taco bell. Megan got all messed up on pills and Billy had to run back to the Excalibur to get the car to pick her up. So, Melissa and I help Megan outside and wait for Billy. He finally gets back to get her, and takes her back to their hotel, then Melissa and I waled back to our hotel.
We got to bed around 2:30 a.m. and got up at like 10:00, grabbed our stuff and hit the road back to AZ. Let me tell you, more than 3 or 4 days in Vegas, is plenty for anyone. Crazy town.
So, that is my long story of our trip.
