Vegas Baby, Vegas

The city of lights, the city of love, Sin city, the city that Elvis built…whatever you want to call it, Vegas never disappoints. Pete and I almost did not make it to Vegas because we were late leaving the Curhan’s (it’s hard to leave that Curhan hospitality) and we were warned of some bad traffic heading in the Vegas direction. We had the penthouse suite in the Luxor reserved for us that night at an eye-popping price of $75, so not wanting to pass that up, we decided to go for it and head to the city. Our Vegas good luck karma began early in the drive when the traffic broke up quickly and the roads opened up before us, just begging for us to do over 100 mph the whole way there. The drive was actually pretty cool because we went through endless miles of fruit/nut farms that are rather impressive when you think of what it would take to harvest all of the crops and how ridiculously hot is was…at 8 o’clock it was still 99 degrees!! The last two hours of the ride were awesome because we saw a sweet sunset and we were just anticipating the night. Seeing Vegas never gets old…we got super amped driving down the highway through Vegas to the Luxor…it just felt like it was going to be a sweet night. We got our room and showered the stank off and took a few pregame rounds in the room before we hit the strip. The gambling began at the Excalibur…they were the only casino with $5 blackjack tables. It looked like all the card counting and hand signals we went over in car paid off, because we both left that palace with some heavier pockets. From there we casino hopped around the strip…even on a Sunday night, the place was still bumping. Unfortunately the fountain show wasn’t happening at the Bellagio, but we checked out casino. The bellagio is sick…everything about it so luxurious and extravagant. Anyways, we sat down at a table and were dealt some good cards by our dealer Marc…turns out were fleecing them of a little too much money, so they brought in a closer and the table went cold. No matter….we finished our drinks (lost count of those by now) and moved on down the strip. On our way through Caesar’s Palace some people were advertising the club Pure and we got a couple free cover-charge passes to the club…The place was still bumping when we got there around 2…it was pretty sick because it was on a mid-level patio in Caesar’s overlooking the strip. A few more drinks there and a little more gambling in Caesar’s and we were walking back to our room with the hot vegas sun rising on us…at that point we had to check out of our hotel in 4 hours so we decided that we should be “safe” and stay another day to get some more sleep.
The next day (or same day however you look at it) we checked out the Hoover dam. Pretty damn cool dam, although they were charging money to check out the danm dam visitor center. It was all probably for the better because it was 1000 degrees outside and we were close to passing out. That night was much of the same….oh vegas. All in all, we got married and divorced 3 different times, almost saw George Michaels in concert, saw Charles Barkley in horrible disguise at the blackjack tables and ended up breaking even…or something like that.
We’re almost to Denver…I gotta say it looks mighty flat out here. I thought the rockies would be a lot rockier…that John Denver was full of shit. We’re gonna see Jake again and Riggins (Howard) for a couple nights of Denver fun…till next time

--Moose Dropping