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Stays in Vegas? OR A Night at The Palms
May 8th
Posted by Vegas Stories in General
My wedding was in two days and I had nothing but stress on my mind. With the thought of the future, more bills, and more troubles, I really needed to get away for a night. I had talked to my brother Brian about it and he came up with the idea to take a trip for a bachelors’ party. We were not sure where to go until it hit me. Why not spend the last day of freedom in the city of sin, Las Vegas. It was the city to relieve my worries and give me my last night of one hundred percent guilt free freedom. Without hesitating, we called a few friends and explained to them what we were going to do. After everybody had agreed, we decided to pack our stuff that night and book a red eye flight. After arriving at the airport and checking in we discovered that the four coach class tickets that we had bought had already been taken. As we all stood around thinking that are plans were ruined, the airline bumped us to first class. We could already tell that this was going to be a great bachelor party.
An hour and a half and many free drinks later, we arrived at the wonderful Las Vegas, Nevada. We were so excited, we were about to piss ourselves with enthusiasm with not knowing what to do after we checked into the hotel. As we all caught cabs to the hotel we admired all of the lights of this beautiful city. There were casinos and strip bars everywhere. We could tell this was going to be one hell of a trip. We all pondered of how the night would turn out. We pulled up to one of the most amazing hotels we had ever seen. It was the Palms Hotel and Casino. Just walking in and being greeted by management, we felt like we were the kings of the world. We walked up to the counter to check in, admiring the 23 year old bartender in the lobby. I noticed her out of the corner of my eye. As I turned to take another glance of her walking away, I noticed her even bigger and much older fiancé. Deciding whether or not that is a mistake I need to make, We decided to go ahead and check in and take our things to our room so that we could get ready for the night. We walked in and noticed the huge penthouse suite. Staring in amazement, we decided that this called for a shot of tequila. Brian proposed a toast, ” Here is to the rest of your life. It is the end as you know it.” Thinking he had said all he wanted to say, he yelled out, ” What happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas.”
We all got ready and headed out for a night on the town. Dressed like we were meant to kill, we headed out for our first stop. The blackjack table was calling our names as we entered the hotels casino. None of us had ever played these games before but we did not care at all. We were just here to have fun. Starting in the games with sixteen hundred dollars, we were determined to at least break even. We played blackjack and slot machines for hours. When it was finally time to cash in our chips we knew we were in for a surprise. As we were talking amongst ourselves, the attendant behind the counter slid us five grand cash. All of us were so excited. As long as we came home with the sixteen hundred dollars we started with, none of our wives would know what we did with the rest. So what better way to spend the extra cash than stripers and liquor. Our next stop would be one of the most risky moves any of us had ever made. We called a cab and drove around for a while trying to find the perfect titty bar. After about half of an hour of riding around trying to make our decision, there it was. The Sapphire Gentlemen’ Club. We were all dead set on getting plastered and having a great time that none of us could remember. Tequila shot after tequila shot our memory was fading just as were the stripers clothes. We were like kids in a candy store. After one more shot close to alcohol poisoning and the majority of the money spent, we decided that we needed to call it a night.
We woke up in the morning with what seemed like road construction in our heads. We all had the worst hangovers of our lives. Hardly remembering anything that had happened the night before, we all just looked at each other laughing. We all knew the trouble we would get into if any of our significant others found out about the night we had. We all looked at our phones to see many missed calls and text messages. We made it a pact that none of us would ever speak of this night ever again. We decided that it was best for us to pack our things and head back home.
Upon our arrival home, we all had angry women staring at us. The look in their eyes made us realize how bad that they wanted to kill us. We all were looking at hours of arguing, crying, and fighting. The trip was worth all of that plus more. We had the best bachelor party of our life. We never told our wives anything. The wedding and the honeymoon were both fantastic. Months went by and it seemed like everything was perfect. I had the perfect wife, the perfect house, and the perfect job, nothing could go wrong. Two weeks after our fifth month of being married my wife brought a piece of paper with a phone number. She told me that whoever it was that called me said that it was urgent. I picked up the phone, dialed the number, and waited patiently to see who could be at the other end of the line. A young woman answered the phone. She said her name was Autumn Star Brooks and that I had met her when I was at the Palms. My eyes were about to pop out of my head. I remembered exactly who this woman was. She was the bartender from the lobby at our hotel in Las Vegas. I questioned why she had called me and how she even had my number. I talked to her for a few minutes and knew that something was wrong. Apparently I did have too much fun while i was in Vegas. I knew now why they call it “Sin City.” She told me that she was having a little girl. How was I going to explain this to my wife? I had no idea how to handle this situation. Discretely I told her my address so that she could send me paperwork on child support. We discussed how we would handle this situation for a few short minutes. Hanging up the phone I knew exactly what was going to happen. I turned around slowly and noticed that my wife had the other phone on in her hand. Things were thrown and marriage licenses annulled. How one night can haunt you for the rest of your life I will never know. I do know one thing, what happens in Vegas, does not always stay in Vegas.
This post was submitted by Vegas Stories.
Las Vegas Heat
May 7th
Posted by Vegas Stories in First Trip
The screech of the tires on the tarmac woke me up from my nap. I sat up a little disoriented, but then I remembered with an excitement that was unmatched by any other person on the planet. This was my first trip to Las Vegas and as a dance student; I had received a scholarship to train with Cirque Du Soleil. This was the opportunity of a life time, and I was not going to miss this chance for anything. I did a little creative bookkeeping and survived on ramen noodles for two months in order to ensure that I had the experience of a life time. I was to stay in Vegas for a month and once I started my training, my expenses would be paid for, but I had arranged to take a two week vacation before I had to worry about the stress and rigors of my new dance classes.
I waited anxiously as the other passengers on the plane filed in single file in front of me while I pulled my overhead and carry on bags from their compartments. None of them knew my story or could even match a tenth of my happiness. As I joined the flow of people, I couldn’t help but smile. This was going to be a blast!
After I had claimed my bags and hired a taxi, I commanded the driver to take me to my hotel by way of the strip. The lights were amazing! The images of people anxiously awaiting the jackpot bells and rolling the dice on a felt covered craps table filled my head as we passed several casinos. I thought about gambling a few of my hard earned dollars away, but then I remembered a promise to myself. I had bought a lottery ticket one time the day I turned 18 and I lost. I promised myself that I would never gamble again because I knew I was more likely to loose more than I won. Silly, yes, but it was a philosophy that served me well.
I quietly lined out the shows and attractions I wanted to see. Celine Dion, the Secret Garden of Siegfried and Roy, and the Tangiers were at the top of my list. There was so many things to do and people to see that I felt a little overwhelmed. How was I going to see everything that Vegas had to offer in just two weeks!
Arriving at my hotel, I quickly unpacked. Dinner and a show were in half an hour and I didn’t want to be late, so I quickly dressed in evening attire and headed down stairs. That was when I saw her, a gorgeous feathered beauty with the stereotypical show girl costume. Her head piece looked like it weighed more than she did, but her toned body looked built for the part. I walked over and made quiet conversation with her.
“Hi, you don’t know me, but I am a dance student. How do you do that with such grace?”
“Very carefully,” she laughed and we stood talking together until the dinner service was started. I sat at a table alone, placing my order when the waiter stepped up to my table. I also ordered a glass of white wine. I felt like one of those glamorous ladies in all the 40’s movies tibbling champagne. I looked to my right and scanned the crowd. Suddenly I noticed a handsome gentleman smiling at me. He tipped his glass and I blushed, tipping mine back. He walked over to the table and introduced himself.
“I am Henry, Miss. General Manager here. I gather this is your first night here?”
“Yes it is. Thank you. Your hotel is very beautiful.”
I looked at him with lashes lowered. A little harmless flirting never hurt anyone. After all, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas right?
“Well the whole of Vegas is beautiful. Would you allow me to show you some of the highlights tonight after dinner?”
His electric smile sent chills up my spine.
“I would be delighted. Would you like to sit and talk with me as we eat?”
He graciously accepted and scooted close enough that I could smell his cologne. I had to stop myself from making it obvious that I enjoyed his scent. We spent the next hour enjoying the cuisine, the showgirls, and talking about our lives. As dinner service drew to a close and the last show girl made her bow, he gently tugged on my arm.
“Come. The night is young and there is still much to see.”
I followed him, placing my arm through his, resting my hand on the crook of his elbow and allowed him to lead me.
“The first stop on our tour is the Secret Garden of Siegfried and Roy. Have you heard of that before?”
This really got my attention, as it had been in my top three “must sees”.
“Yes I have and I must say that I have always wanted to see the tigers and all their other animals ever since I was a little girl.”
“Well little lady, I have a surprise for you. I am personal friends with the two of them and they allow me special access to their tigers when I want to see them. What if I made a quick call to get us in there tonight?”
“I would love it!”
I couldn’t believe my luck in getting to see these wonderful animals one on one. He stepped away for a moment and I stood up gathering my things. After he clicked his phone shut, he joined me once more.
“I have another surprise for you. I got us two tickets to Cirque Du Soleil for tomorrow night. How would you like that?”
“I actually just received a scholarship to study with them. It would be wonderful to see them perform live!”
“Well, great! We have a date then.”
His eyes glittered with innuendo, and I reciprocated. He led me through the spacious lobby and out to a limo, awaiting us right outside the vestibule. We climbed inside and drove away. We made our way over the strip and over to the Mirage. As the limo came to a stop, he leaned over and gently kissed my lips.
“I knew the moment I saw you that you would have me wrapped around your finger.”
I felt as if I had moon beams streaming out of every pore of my body. At that moment, the driver came around and opened the door to the back seat. We had to separate and he kissed my fingers as he pulled me from the back seat. We walked around to a side entrance and there they were Siegfried and Roy. They were each handling a beautiful tiger cub, one white and one bangle.
They ushered us into a garden with lush plants and animals everywhere. One of the little cubs rubbed against my high heeled feet and I reached down to pick him up. His fur was soft and supple as he purred against my hand. We spent the next two hours playing with the cubs and interacting with Siegfried and Roy on a level that I assumed that not many people were privileged to enjoy. I thanked them profusely as we left their private sanctuary. Getting back into the car, we laughed and talked about the experience.
“My dear, I have the perfect ending to a wonderful evening. Driver, to the Bellagio please!”
I squealed in excitement and threw my arms around his neck. He pressed his lips to mine as we made our way down the street. When I saw the spectacular water fountain come into view, I begged to stop and stop we did.
We walked down the concrete pathways and stopped next to the large pool. An announcement was made from a hidden speaker that another show was about to begin.
We watched as the music started to rumble and the water started to churn. You could hear as each of the jets of water were activated, shooting sprays of water in patterns and swirls that danced as the colors and tempos changed. I stood transfixed as the colors changed from red to blue to yellow and every other color in between. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and softly whispered on the side of my neck.
“Welcome to Vegas, babe. This is all for you.”
I turned in his arms to face him and kissed him sweetly.
“No one has ever been so kind to me. Would you like to join me in my room back at the hotel?”
“I never thought you would ask. I would adore an evening with you my dear. You are a beautiful woman and it would be my pleasure.”
Once we arrived back at the hotel, he ordered room service and told me to head up to my room to wait for him. What a perfect way to spend my first night in Vegas!
My First Vegas Trip
Oct 26th
Posted by Vegas Stories in First Trip
My first trip to Vegas came shortly after my buddies 21st birthday. We all decided to get together and take a trip out to Vegas since none of us had been there before and we all liked to party. None of us really knew much about it but figured it would be an experience. Little did we know….
We booked the trip about two months before through U.S. Airways Vacations. To keep things economical we chose to stay in the Imperial Palace due to its center strip location. We figured we would want to maximize our time there so we scheduled our departing flight from DFW to LAS at 6:30 AM (in hindsight this was an absolutely terrible idea). Then continuing to be smart we thought it was also a good idea to get drunk and stay up all night before we left. So we got to the airport around 5 AM on no sleep and still drunk. Keep in mind we haven’t even left home yet.
After the two hour time change, we touched down in Vegas sometime after 7 AM now more drunk due to in-flight drinks. We pre-paid for transportation so after gathering our bags we hopped on the van and made a bunch of stops before we finally got to IP (tip: just take a cab… or limo. It’s just as cheap and more efficient). At this point we were looking forward to getting into our room, showering, and unpacking but we obviously forgot about that little thing called “Check-In Time” which would not be until after 2 PM. So now we had about five hours to kill and none of us had ever been in a casino before. We were a little overwhelmed and didn’t quite know what to do. Finally, one of us got up enough courage to take a seat at the blackjack table. The rest of us seemed to be in awe by this because we just gathered around to watch him bet $5 a hand. Slowly the rest of us sat down and began playing… and drinking. This continued until some point in the afternoon until we were finally able to check-in. At this point I don’t even know how much money I’ve lost.
After check-in we met up with a lady-friend that one of my buddies knew from school. She was a Vegas local and a club promoter and told us she could get us in to the Pure nightclub at Caesar’s Palace and that we needed to get there before 11. We grabbed some food, played some more blackjack (i.e. lost some more money) and then went back to our room to get dressed for the night. Dressed to the nines and continuously more drunk we headed to Pure and after fighting the crowd for the guest list guy’s attention we made it in. This was all of our first experience in a Vegas night club and it blew us away – almost as much as the drink prices did.
Next came 4 or 5 Red bull-Vodkas ($75) and a few attempts to find some lady company. Our group separated because my buddy and I realized we weren’t going to be taking home any females by standing around in a circle with four guys. After about half an hour of scoping the place out and taking a few laps I saw one of my friends talking to two girls on the side of the dance floor so I naturally made my way over there and we had introductions. It turns out they were there for their friend’s bachelorette part and had their own VIP booth (Cha ching!). We talked and danced a little until my friend left to go get some drinks. After about 15 minutes of waiting for him, the girls asked me to follow them to their table.
Once we got there the bouncer wouldn’t let me in at first even though she asked him to so she told me to go wait by the bar. I went back over to the bar to hang out and I saw my friend up against it swallowing some other girl’s face (turns out he was chasing her all night and left us to go find her). Feeling a little awkward I decided to take another lap solo and see what else there was to see. About 10 minutes later I bumped into the bachelorette party girl again and she told me to go with her and this time I was able to get into their booth. So I spent the next hour or so drinking (finally free) vodka and talking to about 15 strangers (about 6 of them were guys and I’m pretty sure they all wanted to beat my ass). Then we took it to the dance floor and did the drunk white people dance until we needed some more drinks. I apparently wanted to look cool so I brought back a round for 6 people. We drank those as the club was getting ready to turn out and the bachelorette girl asked me where I was heading after that so naturally I responded with “where ever you are”. As we walked out one of her guy friends stopped me and does his best tough guy impression: “Hey. I’m sure you’re a good guy and all but if she doesn’t make it back tomorrow I’m going to find you and kill you.”. Oooooook buddy don’t worry she’ll be back.
We went back across the street to Imperial Palace to get some cash out and gamble a little. I walked to up to the ATM and swiped my debit card: *beeeeeep* “You have insufficient funds.” Fuck. I pull out another card: *beeeeep* “You have insufficient funds.” Fuck fuck. At this point I’m starting to blush as this woman (who I am starting to realize is a little older than I) watches this all unfold. Desperately I pull out every card in my wallet and she witnesses them all get declined. Resigned to defeat and determined to keep some dignity I decided I wouldn’t be mocked so I simply said “Well… I apparently have no money left so…” but she interrupted with “I have some money back in my room at Mandalay Bay, let’s go there.” Perfect!
She pays for the cab ride down to Mandalay Bay (which if you don’t know is on the end of the strip) and we go up to her room. She has me wait outside since she was sharing it with three other girls who were already asleep at that point. She brings out $200 and we hit the only blackjack table still live on the casino floor and of course it has to be a $25 minimum. She wants me to play so I sat down and quickly lose the $200 in about 8 straight hands. Now I just feel like a complete broke ass loser and I’m trying to figure out what to do next since I honestly had no money left and I wasn’t about to ask her for more.
We proceeded to stroll around the casino floor chatting about god-knows-what for the next hour or so until she finally addresses the situation and asked if I wanted to get a room. I restated the fact that I had no money left to her but that I could try my card and hope that the bank just lets it go through (since it would be a credit transaction which generally takes time to post). We walk up to the front desk around 3:30 AM and ask if they have any availability. At first he thinks I’m talking about for the upcoming day and tells me that check-in isn’t until 2 PM (I fucking know dude, I’m very aware of check-in times now). Then as he glances at her and back at me I tell him that we need it for tonight. He tells me they have an opening and I tell him to try my card before he books it to make sure it goes through. He swipes and it clears and finally we have a room. As an afterthought I asked him what the rate was: $440 for one night. Fuck fuck fuck.
Still pretty drunk and one thing on my mind I dismiss it and we head to our room (which was very nice by the way). We start making out and doing the white people drunk hook up thing until she points out that we have no condoms. Figures right? For some reason she has the notion that there has to be a condom somewhere in the room and begins looking all over until she comes across a tin box sitting on the dresser. This tin box was like the holy grail: Inside were two condoms and two packets of advil – the late-night Vegas special baby! I’m sure you can draw your own conclusions about what happened next (think of the American Psycho mirror scene). Afterwards, I was FINALLY able to sleep and conclude my first day and night in Vegas.
The next thing I knew I woke up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Still a little drunk, I didn’t feel as terrible as you might think. Then I looked at the clock: 11:37. Oh God please no. I reach across the attractive female still sleeping next to me and I grab the phone to call the front desk
Me: “Uhhh what time is checkout?”
Desk: “11 AM Sir”
Me: “Ohhh shit. Ummm ok can you please let me check out right now and not pay for another night?”
Desk: “Let me check sir….. *eternity goes by* Yes sir if you are checking out right now”
Me: “Thanks!” as my heart rate slows down
I hop up out of bed completely naked which wakes up my guest who begins to freak out as well because as it turns out she has a 1 PM flight to catch. The next moment the TV shuts off and theres a knock at the door. “uuuuuuuuuuhhhh hold on we’ll be out in about 5 minutes!”. We frantically get dressed and head down stairs. Remembering I am now even more broke I put the icing on the cake. “Hey, uhm, you think I can get some cab money?” Smiling at the whole situation she gives me $20 and her number and says goodbye. I get back and find my buddies all sitting at the blackjack table. They all give me the “what the fuck happened to you last night” look and I explain the whole thing. They asked me how old she was and I wasn’t sure so I pull out the number she gave me and text her “Hey I realize this doesn’t matter at this point but how old are you?” I don’t hear back for hours but later on that night I get a text that reads “34 and yes I caught my flight”. Huh *shrug*. I love you Vegas.
This post was submitted by Dustin.
Win $500 – Tell Us Your Best Las Vegas Story
Oct 26th
Posted by Vegas Stories in Announcements
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Oct 26th
Posted by Vegas Stories in Announcements
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