Monday, August 11, 2008

What Happens In Vegas.............

I'm back and Vegas is still standing, even if I'm not.

The Wedding was great. The bride was beautiful. The people were fun and the mood festive. And we all have a few good stories for years to come to bring home with us.

Thursday night we ventured out as a group to hit the strip. Seeking some music and drinks we headed from our hotel, The Flamingo, over to Bellagio . Upon entering the "cool" lounge their, we found it was full and were sent away with the distinct impression that we were too old and not quite hip enough to hang out in this joint. But they were kind enough to direct us to "Caramel", the club on the other side of the casino floor that would be much more what we were hoping for anyway. The gentleman working the door at Caramel also sent us away. The grooms brother and the brides brother were both wearing sandals, this is a capital offense in Vegas night clubs, -not cool enough for this place either. Once again we were directed 'just across the way' to a lounge with an 80's cover band and dance floor, perfect. We enter to find that we are the youngest people in here by at least 25 years. The funny part was that we were really enjoying the band and this is where we fit in. We didn't stay for more than an hour. We couldn't at those drink prices. We were off again. This time back across the street to Margaritaville. Great band, younger crowd, more affordable(slightly). Jimmy Buffet has no hang-ups about sandals.

The next morning we all dressed and primped for the wedding. We had to search through the hotel to find the right exit where the Limo was waiting. The super stretch was supposed to be able to accommodate 12, however at 9 people we were sardined in. Our driver should not be working in a service industry. He was most unpleasant and did not seem to enjoy his chosen profession. Not even a smile and congratulations for the bride and groom. However, he did drive just fine.

The wedding went off without a hitch. Well there was one hitch, but that was the point of being there.

On the way back to the hotel the grooms brother decided that it would be a good idea to lean 1/3 of his body out the window and wave at the woman driving next to us, with a state trooper behind us. Just for the record this was not a good idea. We were given a warning in the form of a quick flash of the lights and siren. That would be enough for most people, not for this guy. A few moments later while the Trooper was passing on our left, he blew a kiss at the trooper. Not having much in the way of a sense of humor, the Limo was now pulled over. No ticket issued, but a stern warning about how going to jail would put a crimp in the day.

Luckily, the rest of the day was fun and smooth. We had dinner and cake. Some went off for naps to rest up for the night ahead. I hit the tables for a while and had a blast. Black Jack players are pretty typically a fun nice group. We had some fun and entertaining dealers and a lot of laughter. Later is was back out as a group for more music and dancing.

Saturday was definitely time for some downtime poolside. I was relaxed and feeling great. We were all having fun, watching the water volleyball game when I hit a slick spot on the pool deck. My feet came flying out from under me and I crashed full force onto the concrete flat on my back. I was given a towel an icepack and a Coors Light. I received a nasty headache and blinding pain that ended my day.

I filled out an incident report in the security offices. The take the report in the infamous 'back room'. And that is exactly what it is. A small interrogation room with a table, 2 chairs and a camera. The security officer who took the report had about as much social skill as the Limo driver, polite, but barely.

Sunday was time to head for the airport. Ibuprofen was not cutting it and I was not looking forward to a 4 hour flight in coach. Of course the flight was delayed and overbooked. Of course I am assigned the 'middle seat'. And of course the drink of the guy sitting next to me spills into my lap and I get to sit in Jack and Coke on the rocks for 3 hours.

At 1:30 a.m. I was grateful to be home in my own bed. At 7:30 a.m. I reached for more ibuprofen and am calling the doctor today for an appointment.

So to recap: I got 'backroomed' at the Flamingo and I didn't even get a lousy t-shirt.

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10 comments:

OhCaptain said...

Sounds like a fun weekend in Vegas, well except for the bump to the head and the backroom treatment. Glad the wedding went well.

I loved playing blackjack at the Bellagio and liked the poker room there even better. Although, I made more money at the Stratosphere...but that's a different blog.

See if you recognize any of the pictures I took our last time there. I took these shots in May.

Tom said...

Glad you're all back relatively safe and sound. Too bad you had to endure a headache for no good reason. Hope it doesn't linger, though. Take care.

Half-past Kissin' Time said...

Oh, you poor thing! I'm worried about you now--it sounds like your spill was one you might be living with for a while. I'll keep my fingers crossed, but I am very glad you got the incident documented. Don't be afraid to go to a chiropractor; they can help a lot.

P.S. If you find the time, will you please go wish my friend Kandee a Happy Birthday? She's out of town, but when she returns to her blog, she's in for a surprise! :) http://kandeeinny.blogspot.com

Thanks. Hope you at least get some decent pain relievers soon!

Bad Momma said...

Welcome back! Hope you are feeling better today.

NukeDad said...

I thought the rule was; "Hit on 16, Stand in water". Hope your head feels better.

Weaselmomma said...

Captain, nice shots. Looks like you had a great time.

I'm all checked out now and the verdict is concussion with no broken bones and nasty muscle knots. Some pain pills and muscle relaxers are doing the trick and also making typing a challenge.

Kissin' and Bad Momma, Thanks for the concern. I should be much better soon.

ND, Sure wish I knew the rules ahead of time.

Mike said...

Did you bring any money back from Vegas or did you just visit it?

Too bad the hotel didn't comp you your hotel room or something more than just a beer for the accident by the pool. Lawsuits are not pretty.

Sounds like a great time, except the grooms brother limo incident...

terri said...

How awful to have that happen on your weekend away and to have to fly back in such pain! I hope you are feeling better.

Tara R. said...

Other than the nasty fall, sounds like Vegas is going to miss you. Too bad about not getting any t-shirt bling. That might has been better than the beer...

"I went to Vegas and all I got was a... headache.'

Hope you're feeling better soon.

Jenny said...

Oh man. Well...pre-fall the trip sounded great! Post-fall...not so much. How are you feeling now?

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