Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Monday, June 07, 2010
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Friday's "let's go spend a couple of hours on the Strip after dinner" turned into us getting home at 5:30 am. Four hours of sleep for me. Ow.
Saturday's staggerfest involved an unholy amount of food and drink at Firefly downtown, followed by some more drink. I tried to crash out at 3:30 or so. Random interlopers from college that the other troops stumbled into on Fremont woke me an hour later. Mojitos for breakfast. Too old to stay up two nights in a row. Two days to get brain almost right afterwards. Jesus.
Firefly at the Plaza is as good as the one in the parking lot of Ruth's Chris on paradise.
Spa Suites at Nugget = 1,500 square feet of pimpin'
Nugget Service = blows. Might as well as be in Canada.
Water slides that go through shark tanks are the bomb. We let The Boy hang at the hotel for a bit so he could hit the pool, but sent him home before he could get in trouble for smacking cocktail mattresses on the ass.