Morning started out with me begging Warren to go get food before the gut rot from the night out last night kicked in. $25, 1 sub, and 2 beers later, we were ready to walk the strip in the day light.
We climb on board the elevator at the seventh floor to only be stopped at the 14th floor. Before the doors opened we could hear the music playing... To find out it was a 40 yr old couple walking around and jamming out to a portable boom box. Thrift shop now reminds me of the entire elevator ride, dancing with two random people, stopping at every floor and no one brave enough to get on the elevator with us!
We were off to conquer the world and find some slots to play. We walked down the strip admiring all of the people that dresses up for you to take your picture with. Of course if you don't drop some money in their trip bucket they'll turn their face in hopes of you getting a terrible picture. But this didn't stop me of snapping some pictures of the Elvis trio to send home to mom out of excitement in getting to see her in just a few more days.
Having not placed any money in a slot yet, I was probing for which one was gonna get me first. After 4 sports books and 3 casinos later I stuck to my roots and dropped a twenty in The Invasion of the Moolah! Of course to hit the bonus and cash out with $30 five minutes later. Since going to the Casinos in MN, me and my sister have this theory....your machine has to be on the highest volume in order to pull any sort of luck. Although Dubs usually shakes his head at me when we turn these up, it is fun when you get a little win to see everyone tune in to your machine.
Dinner was at a Mexican outdoor restaurant with Asian servers. Quite an entertaining thing to say the least. The ambiance of the outside world made for perfect people watching. A Macaw Parakeet freaking out behind us, little birds flying around over head and a wedding going on in front of us was just part of it all.
Our sever was a hoot. After an explanation of how Sol beer came about, well his theory at least, selling his bow tie to a wild party of 6 for $50 and telling me to watch out for the birdys so they don't 'poo poo on my boo boos, because they'd be hard to miss', we were very entertained. He even pulled a fast trick on us reminding us it's the 21st century.. so females can pay for dinner. Out of charm, I cough over the plastic card and surprised both him and dubs by allowing his plan to work.
Shots, drinks and blackjack were next on the list. The dux, new friend that joined us, Mike, Dubs and I set foot on the town. Bobbing, weaving and indecisive turning we headed towards the Venetian for drinks. Later we will have learned that we should have bobbed, weaving and changed our idea.
One block down the strip we see a man holding a sign. (Go figure right? It is Vegas after all.) The sign said 'kick me in the nuts for $20. 12 people and $20 later, we had the money to do it, but the battle became 'who's gonna kick'. All fingers started coming at me... But I just couldn't do such a thing. A hop, skip, kick later we were back in mission Venetian.
The Venetian now has a tag line that I gave it. The Venetian...where the drinks are weak and the price is high! We got to the counter, ordered 4 drinks and 4 shots. Our server, Jackson, then asks for $110 for our collection of booze. I'm sorry Miss Jackson... You can not be for real. With no interest left to be in that casino, we took our drinks and left.
Well, started to leave. By this time it was 1am, conversations started to turn from hilarious to the emotional 'I love's' and the Dux came on with this idea about how be loves to be drunk. Haha. That shortly ended with him mooning the strip.
Last casino, last drink, last moment our for the night I saw a new fun Monopoly slot. Telling the boys where I was off too didn't register until they turn to find me and bam, I was "lost". Having no clue what had happened the last twenty minutes while I sat at the slots I said I'd be at, Dubs greats me out of breath and relieved to see me. Not caring at all about his sweet gestures of happy to see me, I proceeded to run out of my money in the slot machine trying to recreate the sweet bonuses.
On our walk back to the hotel room we walked thru the gardens to check out the Pelicans, Flamingos, other birds and fish. Every single bird stood sleeping on one foot. Every...single...one of them. And why do Flamingos have such weird legs/knees?
Late to bed, early to rise, gotta soak up the sun knowing it's snowing back home!
Coming up next is Sunday Funday:The Love Tub.
GUT ROT BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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