Vegas Baby

Holy shit Batman. Talk about a warped sense of reality. As we rolled up to valet at the Palms Place Hotel I could see the overwhelming look in Jarvis’ eyes. Nothing can describe the sensory overload one feels upon their first visit to Sin City and I keep telling him that we haven’t seen shit yet. We checked into our room and as we walked into our suite my heart drops. This place is fuckin’ immaculate. Nicer than any house I have ever seen for sure. The room has a stainless steel kitchen, a plush living room with a open fireplace and a flat screen, a beautiful bathroom equipped with a shower that offers several showerheads, the most heavenly bed I have ever felt, a HUGE and wonderful bathtub in the bedroom next to yet another flat screen, and a wrap around deck that overlooks the city. Wowza. Blessed for this hook up for sure! The first night is mellow and after the ten hour drive that bed was calling our names.

In the morning I decided to let Jarvis sleep and spent nearly an hour in that shower. There is a television in the bathroom and I watched part of the Price is Right as I chilled under the rainfall shower head. I went on a walk to check some of the hotel out and stopped by the liquor store to get some reinforcements for the room. Coors Light, smokes, orange juice and rolling papers – ya know, the usual. Get back to the room and Jarvis is in the shower. I brewed up a pitcher of mimosas and drank on in the bathtub (no water) while I painted my nails pink to match my shoes and sunglasses. By the time we left the room I was rocking a mild champagne buzz and I could already tell where this day was headed. For the next six hours we hung at the pool...and not just any ordinary pool, but the Palms Place pool which is swank and unlike any pool we have ever been to. You can find the Palms Place pool on the sixth floor of the building. There are multiple chilling options here – a six inch deep area equipped with new age artsy plastic furniture; a deeper area for full body submersion, a couch area with a fireplace, a hot tub, and of course a pool bar. A bottle of champagne, a couple of buckets of beers, two daiquiris, and a box of sushi later we are both pissed up and ready for an afternoon nap. But, despite our better judgment, we take a cab to the strip and keep the party going. It is SO hot as we walk around that we have to stop in nearly every casino and bar for a cold beer. One hundred and four degrees today in Vegas and this alcohol buzz I have been accumulating in this Disney Land for adults is dehydrating the life out of me. Several casinos later we made our way back off the strip and ended the night with a casino steak dinner.



Day two in Vegas. Just woke up and my throat is sore from binge drinking and chain smoking. I think today will be a bit more mellow. Room service and movies on the flat screen. Planning for our next destination.