With the rousing success of Night One, Night Two had a lot of pressure put upon it.
But boy, did it live up to its expectations.
After waking up nice and late and enjoying a full bacon and egger breakfast we all deemed it necessary to take time out for a hot tub. When it’s right there, ready and waiting, you really just cannot say no.
Once all mellow and toasty warm some retail therapy was nominated for the next of the daily events.
We scoped out, what we thought would be the best and most cost effective way to get to the Las Vegas Premium Outlets, and headed off to the bus stop.
The bus ride was quite a debacle. First we thought we had the cost worked out to $1.75 each, but when we went to board and asked for a transfer we were greeted with a rather hostile driver who informed us that there were no transfers and that it was best to get a day pass for $4.00 each. So we fumbled with our various wallets and change purses to get our cash sorted out and finally found a few seats at the back.
And as with any bus ride that I have experienced, there were some interesting characters on board. What would appear to be a few homeless or at least fearful of water types were kind enough to grace me with their presence and foul personal odours for the majority of the trip. Needless to say when the time came to bounce from my seat, I was first at the door.
We had though that we knew where we were going and that it would be a short walk after the bus to the stores, and we were right, but what we had not though about was the local of the mall.
It was one of the sketchier neighbourhoods that I have been in I have to admit. And I was holding onto my purse for deal life as we trekked to our destination. The spitting rain also didn’t help the situation.
Finally, we made it there, safe and sound and ready to shop. And shop we did.
I picked up an amazing black high-waisted pencil skirt with a shiny wide belt and a funky bright purple belted shirt-dress from Guess? Normally not the kind of things that I would be drawn to, but this new figure and waist line have opened up my mind and I am willing to try things I might not have a month ago. Also grabbed a printed teal and black bar top from Bebe for a whopping $17. Sweet deals all around.
Overall, it was a very good shopping excursion, given that we only had two hours to kill before heading back home to get primped for the evenings events.
Time to get gussied up. I donned the new skirt, a uber sparkly grey tank and my fierce zippered stiletto boots and was ready to take on the town.
Again, a painful wait for the cab, but this time we were wise to the games of the cab companies and had called a full hour in advance to arrange our ride. And it worked out perfectly.
Got to our first destination, Lavo at Palazzo, and met up with Darko, our party man. He scored us line bypass and no cover and even a drink ticket for Phil as he is the solo dude in this crew.
Once in, it was a beeline to the bar. OUCH is all I can say. Our first round was $56! And that was just 5 drinks, (4 Stoli & Cran and a Heineken). But, and I say this with shock in my voice, those drinks were DAMN strong. We certainly got bang for our bucks.
We cruised about the club, checking out the scene and the other party people and set up shop near the dance floor. The tunes were mainly old-skool hip hop and the floor was slammed.
After a few more drinks (a Petron Silver shooter for me – yummy) it was off to Tao. Now, I have read and heard thing about this place and was hoping it would live up to its hype. And all I can say is WOW.
Again, we were escorted inside with line bypass and had our covers comped, thanks to Darko.
This place is insane. First off it’s huge. And the décor is stunning. Asian themed and clearly no expense spared.
First stop, the bar of course.
I grabbed this round ($65 this time) and again, we made our way to the dance floor.
The tunes were happening. A mash up of 70’s, 80’s, 90’s and current Pop, Rock and Hip-Hop. I could not stand still.
But it was getting a tad hot and I was a sweaty mess so Phil and I took off to enjoy the views from the terrace, an amazing vista of the central Strip.
The gambling bug was biting P big time so he decided to take off and hit the tables and I made my way back to the girls.
By this time they had managed to sweet talked their way into the VIP section and were enjoying the full bottle service treatment, comped of course. After a few more drinks and tunes we decided to check out the other rooms and the rest of the bar.
By this time, things were getting a tad messy so we decided to bail and find Phil to head home.
We were all well toasted and some of us were having a hard time walking and keeping a straight line. But its Vegas and no one, and I mean no one, bats an eye to a group of hawt ladies stumbling about a casino at 3 am. It’s par for the course.
After locating the Gambler we hopped in a cab and crashed through the homestead doors about 4am.
Some of us found our beds, others got as far as the couch. But everyone got home and that’s all that matters.
Overall, the night was an amazing success and I cannot wait for Round Two tonight. The plan is to check out the new rock bar at the Hard Rock Hotel, Wasted Space and with the super powers of our man Darko, we will be enjoying more VIP service at Cathouse and LAX at the Luxor.
I am beyond stoked …. Maybe I’ll run into Mr. Tommy Lee, as the Crew is playing a show at the House of Blues tonight … shit, I better start getting ready!
But boy, did it live up to its expectations.
After waking up nice and late and enjoying a full bacon and egger breakfast we all deemed it necessary to take time out for a hot tub. When it’s right there, ready and waiting, you really just cannot say no.
Once all mellow and toasty warm some retail therapy was nominated for the next of the daily events.
We scoped out, what we thought would be the best and most cost effective way to get to the Las Vegas Premium Outlets, and headed off to the bus stop.
The bus ride was quite a debacle. First we thought we had the cost worked out to $1.75 each, but when we went to board and asked for a transfer we were greeted with a rather hostile driver who informed us that there were no transfers and that it was best to get a day pass for $4.00 each. So we fumbled with our various wallets and change purses to get our cash sorted out and finally found a few seats at the back.
And as with any bus ride that I have experienced, there were some interesting characters on board. What would appear to be a few homeless or at least fearful of water types were kind enough to grace me with their presence and foul personal odours for the majority of the trip. Needless to say when the time came to bounce from my seat, I was first at the door.
We had though that we knew where we were going and that it would be a short walk after the bus to the stores, and we were right, but what we had not though about was the local of the mall.
It was one of the sketchier neighbourhoods that I have been in I have to admit. And I was holding onto my purse for deal life as we trekked to our destination. The spitting rain also didn’t help the situation.
Finally, we made it there, safe and sound and ready to shop. And shop we did.
I picked up an amazing black high-waisted pencil skirt with a shiny wide belt and a funky bright purple belted shirt-dress from Guess? Normally not the kind of things that I would be drawn to, but this new figure and waist line have opened up my mind and I am willing to try things I might not have a month ago. Also grabbed a printed teal and black bar top from Bebe for a whopping $17. Sweet deals all around.
Overall, it was a very good shopping excursion, given that we only had two hours to kill before heading back home to get primped for the evenings events.
Time to get gussied up. I donned the new skirt, a uber sparkly grey tank and my fierce zippered stiletto boots and was ready to take on the town.
Again, a painful wait for the cab, but this time we were wise to the games of the cab companies and had called a full hour in advance to arrange our ride. And it worked out perfectly.
Got to our first destination, Lavo at Palazzo, and met up with Darko, our party man. He scored us line bypass and no cover and even a drink ticket for Phil as he is the solo dude in this crew.
Once in, it was a beeline to the bar. OUCH is all I can say. Our first round was $56! And that was just 5 drinks, (4 Stoli & Cran and a Heineken). But, and I say this with shock in my voice, those drinks were DAMN strong. We certainly got bang for our bucks.
We cruised about the club, checking out the scene and the other party people and set up shop near the dance floor. The tunes were mainly old-skool hip hop and the floor was slammed.
After a few more drinks (a Petron Silver shooter for me – yummy) it was off to Tao. Now, I have read and heard thing about this place and was hoping it would live up to its hype. And all I can say is WOW.
Again, we were escorted inside with line bypass and had our covers comped, thanks to Darko.
This place is insane. First off it’s huge. And the décor is stunning. Asian themed and clearly no expense spared.
First stop, the bar of course.
I grabbed this round ($65 this time) and again, we made our way to the dance floor.
The tunes were happening. A mash up of 70’s, 80’s, 90’s and current Pop, Rock and Hip-Hop. I could not stand still.
But it was getting a tad hot and I was a sweaty mess so Phil and I took off to enjoy the views from the terrace, an amazing vista of the central Strip.
The gambling bug was biting P big time so he decided to take off and hit the tables and I made my way back to the girls.
By this time they had managed to sweet talked their way into the VIP section and were enjoying the full bottle service treatment, comped of course. After a few more drinks and tunes we decided to check out the other rooms and the rest of the bar.
By this time, things were getting a tad messy so we decided to bail and find Phil to head home.
We were all well toasted and some of us were having a hard time walking and keeping a straight line. But its Vegas and no one, and I mean no one, bats an eye to a group of hawt ladies stumbling about a casino at 3 am. It’s par for the course.
After locating the Gambler we hopped in a cab and crashed through the homestead doors about 4am.
Some of us found our beds, others got as far as the couch. But everyone got home and that’s all that matters.
Overall, the night was an amazing success and I cannot wait for Round Two tonight. The plan is to check out the new rock bar at the Hard Rock Hotel, Wasted Space and with the super powers of our man Darko, we will be enjoying more VIP service at Cathouse and LAX at the Luxor.
I am beyond stoked …. Maybe I’ll run into Mr. Tommy Lee, as the Crew is playing a show at the House of Blues tonight … shit, I better start getting ready!
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