What Happens in Vegas...Day Two (Part 2)

So like I was saying before, my friend and I came back from the bathroom to find that our other 2 friends found a new group of guys to hang out with.  The first guy (who was talking to my friend) introduced himself and I immediately knew I wanted to talk to him.  They invited us to their cabana where we had more drinks.  I talked to the guy I "had my eye on" and we instantly hit it off (at least in my mind--hahaha he may have a different opinion).  Everyone was goofing around (my favorite group of guys on the trip) and having fun.  One of my friends was PDA-ing on the cabana couch a little too much.  I on the other hand, was much more focused on being a goofball with my new favorite guy.  

Before we knew it, the club was closing!  (It was 4 am!)   We didn't want to all say goodbye so we went to gamble and get more drinks at the Hard Rock Hotel bar.  My favorite guy spoke Swedish (He has relatives in Sweden) to me while I enjoyed my go to drink of captain and diet at 5 am.  We kissed, but not in a drunken PDA gross way.  No one even noticed except maybe one of his friends.  Gosh I wish he lived in Cincinnati...or that I lived in LA (where he lives).  It was so freaking cute (I know, I know. Gag gag, barf barf).  Of course, I would go to Vegas and meet a guy I actually liked!  We all eventually said our goodbyes and haven't seen each other since (they left Vegas the next day).  "I'll never let go..." --Titanic joke (see photo below)

Since then he and I have been in contact via text and facebook.  I'm hoping to visit one of my girlfriends in LA within the next few months.  At that point maybe I'll see him as well.  ;) 

I haven't been writing as much because I feel like I should be finishing my Vegas stories and to be honest, I'm slowly forgetting them.  I might just stop after day 2 and leave the rest to your imagination. 

What Happens in Vegas...Day Two (Part 1)

Friday:

After getting back from breakfast, we got ready in our bathing suits and make-up(we were in Vegas mind you).  We stopped down in the market at our hotel to grab food, energy drinks, and water.  Us girls cabbed it to the Bellagio pool to meet our new guy friends--minus one, she was tired.  The guys didn't answer their phone right away so I just flirted with the door guy to let us in.

[Here's a background to help you understand the next part: I have been off and on antibiotics for chronic sinusitis.  Right before the trip, I layed out at the pool.  I got a ridiculous heat rash which lasted for days.  I realized the antibiotics I was on caused heat/sun sensitivity.  Therefore, I was terrified to get it again in Vegas.]

We said hi to the guys and went in the pool to chat.  

I got nervous that I was going to get heat rash so I slathered on sunscreen.  

Meanwhile, my friends layered on tanning oil...I was jealous.

I then got even more nervous so I went to lay on the lounge chair and talk to another guy.

I talked to him and proceeded to cover my entire body with towels.

I looked ridiculous, but I was still paranoid.  I hate being itchy.

I think I embarrassed the girls and I got grumpy about my fear so we left to get lunch.  

We got back to our hotel and grabbed the one girl who was napping.

We all went down to our pool where I layed in the shade with a floppy hat on and lots of sunscreen.

Eventually, I got very bored and joined everyone in the pool.

We got lots of drinks and food which were fabulous. Yawwnn (sorry--boring).

We then napped for 2 hours, got ready, and headed to Margaritaville for dinner.

We watched some random girl throw herself at a guy much hotter than her there and he eventually gave in.  It was way more PDA than the restaurant needed, but hey, it's Vegas.

After dinner we walked to the casino where one of the "hosts" escorted us into the Banks for free drinks.

A group of guys invited us to their table and OH LOOK!  More free drinks!

One of the guys took a liking to one of my friends or maybe it was vice versa (she's rather aggressive with guys at times). 

Another guy started talking to me and said he was from Canada (insert "Eh" and other Canadian insults/phrases).  

He also mentioned he was on one of the seasons of the Bachelorette. 

I didn't believe him of course, but I found a rose next to the bottles and proceeded to mock the Bachelorette.  "Shane, will you accept this rose?"  --He thought I was special.

Us girls got bored and left to meet another "host" to get us into Encore nightclub for free.

We walked right past the line and through the velvet ropes into the club.

Immediately, we met another group of guys (not interested in any of them) who gave us free drinks (Are you seeing a pattern here?).  

Those dudes had to leave at some point and were kind of boring anyway.

One of the girls and I went to the bathroom and when we came back, our friends found another group of boys for us (and drinks).

Here's where LA boy comes in (who I'm still in contact with today), but Friday was a long day and night so...To Be Continued...

What Happens in Vegas...Day One

This is extremely delayed, but I needed a little time to recover and catch up on things after Vegas.  Being that it was my first time in Vegas, I didn't know exactly what I was getting myself into.  I was expecting glamazons and high fashion divas mixed with Girls Gone Wild.  I wasn't too far off from my initial idea, but it wasn't quite as flashy (in either meaning of the word) as I thought it would be.  Don't get me wrong, I got dressed up, didn't sleep (except 2 hour naps here and there), went clubbing, gambled a bit, etc.  There was just more normalcy than I thought there would be.  

I will attempt to lay out what our days looked like (one blog post for each day).

Thursday:

Flew in around 2:00 am Cincy time (11:00 pm Vegas time).

Cabbed it to Hotel and got ready to go out--leaving the hotel around 1:00 am.

Realized even for Vegas, it was a little late to get started on a night.

After pouting, we decided to gamble and drink at a bar in the casino.

I had crazy attention issues and kept playing the slots as my friends talked to weirdos at the bar (of course we got free drinks).

Left the weirdos and met more guys on our way from the Venetian to a hole in the wall casino.

We left those guys when we went into the hole in the wall casino.  

I watched some guys play craps as one of my friends offended some prostitutes.

One of the guys made me his good luck charm and had me roll for him. (He and I are still in contact today--He lives in St. Louis and I frequently get marriage proposals from him.)

I tried to smooth things over with the prostitutes my friend offended.  They told me I looked like Britney Spears' little sister and try to sell me their services.  I politely walked back to my St. Louis boyfriend at the craps table.
I was telling the dealer and other players jokes I had memorized.  They said no one else usually does that and were amused.

The prostitutes then told a different friend of mine how to make $5,000 a night.  I glanced back from the craps table and saw her terrified face.

My St. Louis boyfriend wanted me to meet him at a pool party (it is now 5 am).  I told him we were heading to breakfast and we left.

Right outside, waiting for a cab, we ran into another group of guys.

They invited us to breakfast and we all laughed like we'd known each other for years.  

They paid for us girls' food and then invited us to a pool party. 

We cabbed it back to our hotel around 6:30 am and were planning on changing and meeting them at their hotel's pool (at the Bellagio maybe?) after getting ready.

To be continued in my next post...