I feel like I’ve done quite a bit in my (almost) 30 years. I’ve gone to college, I’ve lived abroad, I’ve fallen in and out of love, I have amazing friends whom I’ve shared more than I’d have ever imagined…. so it really catches me off guard when I go somewhere I’ve been before, and really do some things that are new to my small world. Around the end of February, Kris and I went to Las Vegas to celebrate his best friend’s 30th birthday. Upon arrival we went to Bryce’s house for a BBQ (nothing new here), and following this we headed to the Hard Rock Hotel (I’ve stayed there a number of times for school since it’s right across from UNLV). From this point forward were new adventures that were new to me and made me feel like a was a kid who just turned 21 (this isn’t something I’m proud of!).
Let me just start out by saying that I had had a few glasses of wine, but wasn’t drunk (yet). We were going to the Hard Rock to see Motley Crue. I am not a particular FAN of Motley Crue, however I know I like the genre of music because I do love Def Leppard, and I like live music in general so I was excited. There was a big group of us.
Anyway, Kris and I started to get a little silly and drank a little more beer and needed to go to the bathroom. This is where things get a little fuzzy. If memory serves (though it doesn’t very well) we were not allowed to re-enter because we didn’t have our ticket stubs (I figured this out based on our text log). So we decided to go get some MORE dinner at the Pink Taco. After this, I was trying to stay in touch with the gang in the show to make sure we could meet up after but in our drunkenness we decided we were exhausted and wanted to go home. Thank goodness Chelsea snapped a pic of Motley Crue! Unfortunately, it wont upload on my computer (thanks a lot wordpress!). At the very least, it’s on my Facebook. So Kris and I board a taxi in a state of drunk and tired mixed (likely very mild for what a Vegas taxista is used to) and ask him to head to Summerlin. After a few different destination directions from Chelsey, first their house, then one of the station casinos, then Bryce’s house, we had really confused the taxi driver! When he couldn’t find Bryce’s house, I decided he had earned enough from us, the meter read $75 and of course when I ran the card it asked for a tip, I went cheap and gave 10% bringing the bill to just under a hundred bucks! We walked a block or two using my phone to guide us drunks through the cool Las Vegas air. Lucky for us, Bryce bought the most comfortable couch and we crashed out, it was about 11pm. Wow. The way we were acting, you’d think it was around 5am.
The next day was followed by an absolutely horrific stomach problem/hangover. It was AWFUL! I didn’t eat a thing all day… but had a few more firsts that day. After I was able to stand up without feeling completely nauseous, Erin took us to Red Rock Canyon. I was blown away with that place. It made me so much more appreciative of the area down at the tip of Nevada that I had such little respect for. As far as I knew, Las Vegas was a strip of casinos surrounded by greedy urban sprawl that was full of vacated foreclosed properties. I am glad Erin took us out to this awesome place, despite the pit in my stomach and the part of the nausea that remained.
Of course we only have a few pictures because I wasn’t feeling so hot and was relying on Kristopher to take some good photos.
Can’t you see my pain in that photo?
From here we headed to just around those hills behind me and saw something else I’d never seen before… Wild Ass!
Yep, these wild donkeys come right up to your car, begging for food! There were 7 or 8 of them and a whole line of cars letting them come up and sniff. I had no idea there were wild donkeys in Las Vegas. I think I’d prefer mustangs we have in Reno, there is something about a wild horse that is far more sexy than this donkey…nonetheless I thoroughly enjoyed this!
They are definitely not shy!
After this we went back home, I ate, and we took a nap. Tonight was the fancy celebration for Erin. Dinner around 8, and then going to a Las Vegas club on the strip…certainly some more firsts! We ate at a restaurant at the Palazzo which was the same hotel the club was in. I’d like to say that this was my first time being under dressed for going out, but sadly it wasn’t. I am not a short skirt and high heels kind of girl so I think that had I not been with this VIP group, I would have been denied at the door because I am sad to say that I was the ONLY female in jeans!
The club was really awesome, and having VIP bottle service was definitely a bonus first had I been drinking. I had a lot of fun there, though I wasn’t feeling the most energized for drinking. I had tried to choke down a glass of wine at dinner but couldn’t so I stuck with red bull to keep my eyes open. The people watching was the most fun, considering I wasn’t socially lubricated enough for crazy dancing.
Kris stuck by my side, which I appreciated but I felt like his friends thought I was forcing him to stay with me sitting on the couch and not dancing but he assured me that he was where he wanted to be and didn’t feel forced. The good thing about me not drinking was that another first came along, driving everyone home in Erin’s BMW, loved that!
Well just to recap, here is my list of firsts:
First time being completely drunk in Las Vegas (not sure why that took so long to happen), first hangover in Las Vegas, first big hair band concert, first $100 cab ride, first trip to Red Rock Canyon, first time being out with a group of 20 people and not drinking, first Las Vegas club experience, first club experience with VIP bottle service, first time driving a BMW. Whew…. I feel much more mature and wise after all that.