Bloggers in Sin City, Day 1
Upon my arrival at The Flamingo, I proceeded to spend the remainder of the day meeting more people and drinking. Because those two things go hand in hand, do they not? This was probably the first time I have ever hung out with a large group of people, none of whom I knew previously, and actually felt comfortable. We talked as if we were old friends. I’m not saying that I wasn’t awkward, because it’s safe to say that I probably definitely was. But I’m always awkward so that’s nothing new. I was already friends with a lot of them on Facebook, and some of them recognized me from updating my status all the time everyday. But since they’re all social media fanatics as well, no one was judging me for it. A couple people also recognized me as the girl who loved shoes. Apparently when I posted about Army & Navy, some of them thought I was actually buying army boots at some sort of military store. I had to clarify and explain what Army & Navy really was.
It was happy hour at Carlos and Charlie’s when I arrived, so perfect timing. New friendships were made and margaritas were drank. Larissa pretended it was Tom‘s birthday so that the waitress with the big boobs would come over and pour shots in his mouth. And she did. And it was awesome.
When it was time to check in, I met Megan, who I would be rooming with for the first and last day of our stay. Being the awesome person that I am, I used my Total Rewards card in order to get ahead in line. We went back down to Carlos & Charlie’s and had some awesome quesadillas.
At one point, we all seemed very depleted and worn out and we weren’t sure why. We were also all very on edge and upset about the fact that our phones were all dying. It would appear that when you’re a social media buff and your phone battery is drained, your energy level may also become drained. The solution? A phone charging party, naturally. And so a bunch of us got together in the hotel room to charge our phones, and as we did, we too slowly regained our energy.
My original plan was to go see strippers that night. Because why would I not go see strippers that night? But I wasn’t feeling it. Shocking, I know. There were only a few people who had originally wanted to go and the strippers we wanted to see were all the way on the opposite side of the strip. I mean maybe if I had more energy at the time I would have been all for it, but I decided my first night would be better spent wandering around our side of the strip and meeting more awesome new people. Besides, I had already seen Thunder From Down Under last year in Vegas and again this year in Vancouver. I’m thinking once a year should be what I aim for.
Instead, a few of us wandered around the strip and walked down to The Venetian where we contemplated taking a gondola ride but decided against it. We walked past Madame Tusseauds wax museum, where we took pictures with The Rock and Justin Timberlake. Next time I’m in Vegas, I want to actually go inside and take pictures with all the celebrities.
We later met up with others at Centre Cut Steakhouse in the Flamingo for martinis and bacon. Because who doesn’t love martinis and bacon? Especially when there’s three different kinds of bacon.
More people showed up as the hours went by. The group from DC took a limo from the airport, which somehow may have ended up being cheaper than the shuttle I took. I was jealous. Eventually I met Kitty and another Megan, who were my other roommates for the night. I think I ended my night watching TV and eagerly anticipating what the rest of the trip had in store for me.