Las Vegas: Part II
Ok, I'm hoping this doesn't get too confusing, but I'm gonna combine yesterday's adventures with today's adventures to make one massive adventure, so I can be caught up...
Day 2: Alright, so Ronnie and I went to put I think around 2 or so to be well rested for the next day (yesterday). We woke up around 11am or so and caught the courtesy shuttle to the Strip. So Ronnie and I are walking around, planning out what exactly we wanted to do for the day, when Ronnie spotted the In & Out Burger. For those who don't know, Ronnie is a massive Big Lebowski fan, and this was probably on a checklist of things he has to do before he dies. Ronnie and I then crossed a massive intersection with some strategically placed homeless people, ran through this massive rock pit thing, and finally got in the restaurant. And just so you know, the In & Out lies. It took about a half hour to get our food, due to the line that was slowly creeping out the door. But the food was excellent once we got it (incredible burgers for $2).
After our unexpected lunch, Ronnie and I decided to follow the road In & Out was on in hopes of finding the strip. On our walk, we saw sweet advertisements for $45 women, an extremely empty area of town that reminded me of Philips Highway (minus the strip clubs and prostitutes), and a bunch of motorcycle dudes doing stunts in an empty lot. But we soon discovered we had a massive problem: the bridge that looked like it went to the strip, was totally under construction. Fuck the construction company who didnt put up road blocks and let us walk 2 miles over the bridge before stopping us. Once we got back to the beginning of the bridge, we crossed out fingers and continued down the road instead of turning back around to where we came from. And we totally were screwed, because it would not allow us to cross over to the strip at all. So we became homeless people, found an overpass that connected over to the strip, and ran up the ramp that goes from the road we were at to the road that was on the overpass (really f'ing hard to explain, but we got awesome pics).
We finally arrived to the strip, exhausted, but proud of our quick thinking in our fucked up situation. The first place we went to was Caesar's Palace. Once we discovered we were too poor for the inasanely high rolling palace, we crossed over to the Bellagio. What an awesome casino. Especially when I won $50 off of blackjack. It is also extremely beautiful, with massive Chinese themed lamps overhead and a high-priced mall, where you chicks who are reading this would spend way too much money. And the fountains took way too damn long to go off in front of the casino, so we headed to New York New York...
New York New York is exactly what it sounds like: a New York based casino. What makes this place awesome though is a huge roller coaster that goes through the re-creation of New York. This roller coaster is a fucking bargain at $12.50. Yeah, I totally screamed like a schoolgirl. The drops feel like they last for 10 seconds, it has a couple of corkscrews, and the views you get are awesome. We didn't buy the pic, but Ronnie and I looked pretty depressed (in a funny way). After the ride, we went down to the casino, where my night went down the shitter...
I watched Ronnie play this Family Feud slot machine for a while, which he totally dominated. From $25 to $100, all from hitting a square button. Then we went to blackjack, $15 minimum bet. If the hands I played were an NFL team, Id definitely be the Oakland Raiders. 2 wins, and the rest I lost, meaning I went from $160 to 0. It's a crappy feeling, and my face and attitude totally showed it. But I said screw it, it's what Vegas is built on, and Ronnie and I made our way back to the shuttle bus.
Nothing too interesting happened after this (except for some Jack in the Box), so I'll go ahead and wrap this up. Ronnie told me I should just put "Fuck" in the body of the entry to explain the day, but I had some ups at the beginning. I'm just hoping ya'll are reading this instead of getting through one paragraph and clicking the "Log Out" button. If youre doing that, I hate you...
P.S.: Lifetime movies are awesome.
Day 2: Alright, so Ronnie and I went to put I think around 2 or so to be well rested for the next day (yesterday). We woke up around 11am or so and caught the courtesy shuttle to the Strip. So Ronnie and I are walking around, planning out what exactly we wanted to do for the day, when Ronnie spotted the In & Out Burger. For those who don't know, Ronnie is a massive Big Lebowski fan, and this was probably on a checklist of things he has to do before he dies. Ronnie and I then crossed a massive intersection with some strategically placed homeless people, ran through this massive rock pit thing, and finally got in the restaurant. And just so you know, the In & Out lies. It took about a half hour to get our food, due to the line that was slowly creeping out the door. But the food was excellent once we got it (incredible burgers for $2).
After our unexpected lunch, Ronnie and I decided to follow the road In & Out was on in hopes of finding the strip. On our walk, we saw sweet advertisements for $45 women, an extremely empty area of town that reminded me of Philips Highway (minus the strip clubs and prostitutes), and a bunch of motorcycle dudes doing stunts in an empty lot. But we soon discovered we had a massive problem: the bridge that looked like it went to the strip, was totally under construction. Fuck the construction company who didnt put up road blocks and let us walk 2 miles over the bridge before stopping us. Once we got back to the beginning of the bridge, we crossed out fingers and continued down the road instead of turning back around to where we came from. And we totally were screwed, because it would not allow us to cross over to the strip at all. So we became homeless people, found an overpass that connected over to the strip, and ran up the ramp that goes from the road we were at to the road that was on the overpass (really f'ing hard to explain, but we got awesome pics).
We finally arrived to the strip, exhausted, but proud of our quick thinking in our fucked up situation. The first place we went to was Caesar's Palace. Once we discovered we were too poor for the inasanely high rolling palace, we crossed over to the Bellagio. What an awesome casino. Especially when I won $50 off of blackjack. It is also extremely beautiful, with massive Chinese themed lamps overhead and a high-priced mall, where you chicks who are reading this would spend way too much money. And the fountains took way too damn long to go off in front of the casino, so we headed to New York New York...
New York New York is exactly what it sounds like: a New York based casino. What makes this place awesome though is a huge roller coaster that goes through the re-creation of New York. This roller coaster is a fucking bargain at $12.50. Yeah, I totally screamed like a schoolgirl. The drops feel like they last for 10 seconds, it has a couple of corkscrews, and the views you get are awesome. We didn't buy the pic, but Ronnie and I looked pretty depressed (in a funny way). After the ride, we went down to the casino, where my night went down the shitter...
I watched Ronnie play this Family Feud slot machine for a while, which he totally dominated. From $25 to $100, all from hitting a square button. Then we went to blackjack, $15 minimum bet. If the hands I played were an NFL team, Id definitely be the Oakland Raiders. 2 wins, and the rest I lost, meaning I went from $160 to 0. It's a crappy feeling, and my face and attitude totally showed it. But I said screw it, it's what Vegas is built on, and Ronnie and I made our way back to the shuttle bus.
Nothing too interesting happened after this (except for some Jack in the Box), so I'll go ahead and wrap this up. Ronnie told me I should just put "Fuck" in the body of the entry to explain the day, but I had some ups at the beginning. I'm just hoping ya'll are reading this instead of getting through one paragraph and clicking the "Log Out" button. If youre doing that, I hate you...
P.S.: Lifetime movies are awesome.