Hey! I went to Vegas!
This seems like forever ago already, but man it was busy when I got back!
Rundown of trip:
Wednesday- arrive at hotel at 4:30.
By 5pm, in cab heading over to the Strip. Decide I want to eat dinner at Emeril’s, so I will hit the MGM Grand last. I begin at the Venetian, thinking I can pop in and out of each hotel and be at dinner in an hour. Um, yeah. I practically ran and it took FOUR HOURS. Vegas is freakin’ insane. But I got to go to Venice, and Rome, and Paris, and New York, all in four hours! Plus I got to see the water fountain show thingie at the Bellagio twice, cuz it was awesome. And I saw a lion eating the shit out of a ball. And other stuff.
OK. Got back to the hotel around 10 or 11pm, and my crew decided we should stay up all night in preparation for our all night shoot the next day. In retrospect, a dumb idea. But a fun one! We went to Rum Jungle, where the GoGo dancers wear glow in the dark socks. And I danced way more than I should have in front of my crew. (But I also made one dude wear a boa, so really, who was the embarrassed one?).
The next morning (OK, a few hours later) we went and scouted our location, and then my Olympian and I went down and hung out by the pool for a few hours, where he adorably kept reading aloud articles from Blender he thought I’d be interested in. And then we snuck into an open cabana.
And then I once again attempted to sleep for a few hours.
At midnight, I headed over to set. Thankfully, the director put me in charge of directing all of the extras, which kept me awake throughout the shoot. We wrapped at 9am, and I again attempted to sleep. Silly me. After a few hours of tossing and turning I headed back down to the pool where I tried sleeping in a cabana for a while, but eventually gave up. Vegas is not for sleeping, apparently. A dude I knew from a shoot we did in NYC happened to be in town for a bachelor party, but apparently it was boring so he came and joined me in the cabana.
Dinner with the crew at Nobu (not nearly as good as I thought it’d be from all the damn hype), and then they wanted to gamble. I didn’t, so they just kept feeding me chips so I’d stay. Well, if you’re gonna let me gamble with YOUR money, then sure!
And then I finally went home. And surprise, still didn’t sleep for two days.
What’s waiting for me in my room? A magazine with my favorite bullrider on the cover. Sweet! Plus a purple satin bedspread. Cuz ya know, it’s the Hard Rock.
The 1st water show thingie that I saw was extra funny, because they sychronized it to some wacky patriotic song (I forget which one, but it really loved America) and it was right in front of the fake eiffel tower.
New York New York definitely did really look like NY...if we really had a roller coaster hanging out on the streets of midtown.
Part of the pool. It was so damn big I could never photograoh the whole thing at once.
Olympian and I chillin' in cabana
bachelor party boy shows me how to properly sleep in a cabana.
Dude. Giant Gold Seigfried and Roy. Helloooooooo Vegas.
Cabanas behind pool.
My favorite billboard. They REALLY need to clearly show it is two separate shows, and not the ill-conceived Carrot Top Fantasy.
Boa!
Rundown of trip:
Wednesday- arrive at hotel at 4:30.
By 5pm, in cab heading over to the Strip. Decide I want to eat dinner at Emeril’s, so I will hit the MGM Grand last. I begin at the Venetian, thinking I can pop in and out of each hotel and be at dinner in an hour. Um, yeah. I practically ran and it took FOUR HOURS. Vegas is freakin’ insane. But I got to go to Venice, and Rome, and Paris, and New York, all in four hours! Plus I got to see the water fountain show thingie at the Bellagio twice, cuz it was awesome. And I saw a lion eating the shit out of a ball. And other stuff.
OK. Got back to the hotel around 10 or 11pm, and my crew decided we should stay up all night in preparation for our all night shoot the next day. In retrospect, a dumb idea. But a fun one! We went to Rum Jungle, where the GoGo dancers wear glow in the dark socks. And I danced way more than I should have in front of my crew. (But I also made one dude wear a boa, so really, who was the embarrassed one?).
The next morning (OK, a few hours later) we went and scouted our location, and then my Olympian and I went down and hung out by the pool for a few hours, where he adorably kept reading aloud articles from Blender he thought I’d be interested in. And then we snuck into an open cabana.
And then I once again attempted to sleep for a few hours.
At midnight, I headed over to set. Thankfully, the director put me in charge of directing all of the extras, which kept me awake throughout the shoot. We wrapped at 9am, and I again attempted to sleep. Silly me. After a few hours of tossing and turning I headed back down to the pool where I tried sleeping in a cabana for a while, but eventually gave up. Vegas is not for sleeping, apparently. A dude I knew from a shoot we did in NYC happened to be in town for a bachelor party, but apparently it was boring so he came and joined me in the cabana.
Dinner with the crew at Nobu (not nearly as good as I thought it’d be from all the damn hype), and then they wanted to gamble. I didn’t, so they just kept feeding me chips so I’d stay. Well, if you’re gonna let me gamble with YOUR money, then sure!
And then I finally went home. And surprise, still didn’t sleep for two days.
What’s waiting for me in my room? A magazine with my favorite bullrider on the cover. Sweet! Plus a purple satin bedspread. Cuz ya know, it’s the Hard Rock.
The 1st water show thingie that I saw was extra funny, because they sychronized it to some wacky patriotic song (I forget which one, but it really loved America) and it was right in front of the fake eiffel tower.
New York New York definitely did really look like NY...if we really had a roller coaster hanging out on the streets of midtown.
Part of the pool. It was so damn big I could never photograoh the whole thing at once.
Olympian and I chillin' in cabana
bachelor party boy shows me how to properly sleep in a cabana.
Dude. Giant Gold Seigfried and Roy. Helloooooooo Vegas.
Cabanas behind pool.
My favorite billboard. They REALLY need to clearly show it is two separate shows, and not the ill-conceived Carrot Top Fantasy.
Boa!