Viva Las Vegas

I made a 1st-time trek out to Las Vegas with my east coast friend Afiya and I have plenty of pictures ( set 1 | set 2 ) to offer as proof. We stayed at the Broadwalk hotel which was by far one of the cheaper accommodations on the strip itself, located near the Monte Carlo which is close to the south end. The first night we arrived we ate some less than savory pizza that looked like a bastardized painting of Salvador Dali on it’s serving palette. Then the next day as we finished up some lunch over by the Aladdin, my adventurous buddy Afiya decides to let herself get seduced by the lure of FREE concert tickets and play money. The catch (and there’s always a catch to these things) is that you have to endure 2+ hours of some timeshare spiel before you can gain $80 in casino chips limited to play only at black jack tables and get two free tickets to see Sheenan Easton performing her 20+ year old hits live on stage. I bet you’re besides yourself, just like I was, saying “WOW! What a frigging deal!!!”….NOT! And I guess it was no coincidence that it was Friday the 13th too. *ugh* ANYWAYS, we endure the timeshare hustle early the next day and successfully beat the WestGate vultures off our backs to get those “savory” hook-ups.

Then there was the Damon Wayans experience over at the Hilton. Oh, this was CLASSIC! The show was great, even the opening performer Katt Williams was solid in his comdey routine. But about twenty minutes before the end of the show something downright awful had happened: during a gut-busting laugh-filled moment I accidently spit out my chewing gum into the hair of the attractive white woman sitting directly in front of me!!! Afiya was both shocked and hysterical, the couple next to her was in disbelief and the two young brits to my right were completely oblivious to what just happened. Now for the next two excruciating minutes I debate whether or not if I’m going to tell this woman what just happened. She seemed to not notice anything at all, but I decided that if it were me I would rather know than continue my night out on the town and only discover it as it worsened. So, I cleared my throat and quietly began to explain to her what had happened and that I would try to remove the gum. She seemed very calm through it all but man-o-man I don’t blame her one bit if she was really pissed. I get about 90% of it out before I have to break off some strands of hair to remove the remaing bits. However, though about 97% is removed at this point, there still remains some tiny gunk here & there yet I can’t really do much else there in the dark without ripping any more of her hair out. So, after the show ends, everyone starts filling out to the center aisle to leave and Afiya and I wisely depart from the opposite end. As we try to make our impromptu escape an older couple in front of us, who happened to have been sitting on the left side of the woman with gum in her hair during the entire performance, approaches me and beamlingly whispers: “THAT was the BEST part of the entire show!”.

In general, I had a great time and enjoyed watching Afiya spend all the “big money” on those nickel slots which she did a good job consistantly trying her hand at most of the casinos we ventured into. Of course my game of choice was the Star Wars penny slot machines which proved quite addicting. I also really enjoyed the new Steve Wynn hotel and the Bellagio. The Paris hotel and Caesars Palace were also very kool. Some of the most tasty Long Islands I had was at the Hilton. And all of those flyer/leaflet givers that line up Las Vegas blvd. I salute your perserverence in that sweltering heat!

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