woensdag 11 januari 2017

VPC Went Vegas Day 4; Dirty Dutch

I wake up at 08:30 which sucks. I need to get up in one hour so I can’t take a sleeping pill and there is no way I’ll fall back to sleep. Oh well. I most likely bust the Aria Daily somewhere around 4/5PM so I’ll probably be able to squeeze in some sleep before we go banana’s at Hakkasan tonight.

Wum, Jelzo, Hugo, Iebus and me are firing at this Aria $ 240,- Daily. Aria started these 240’s a couple of weeks ago on Friday and Saturday mornings. I order the Hawaiian BBQ at Earl this morning. Lovely as always. The tourney starts off with 20k. Jelzo is at my table today but besides him there isn’t much to be feared at this table. I have Vaya Con Dios – Puerto Rico on repeat to get me into zen modus. I play solid and get up to 30k with very few show-downs.

Hugo has to fire second bullet after about an hour but still doesn’t make the first break. I go completely card dead for hours and with every move I make villains just seems to have the goods. One of those days I guess. I grind twenty bigs for a few hours before losing a standard flip to bust. Meh. It’s about 4PM so my schedule is intact. Damvic, Hugo and Wum decided to go with another preparation plan for our night out in Hakkasan. Their plan is to get absolutely wasted before dinnertime. They have an agreement with the waitress to drop a bottle of Corona every ten minutes. The eye in the sky doesn’t allow two drinks at a time so they’re chugging back 50% of the bottle every ten minutes. I can’t see this ending well but hey; at least it’s fun to watch. After a lovely slice of Five50 pizza I make my way to the ABC Stores to purchase Budweiser’s for the Hakkasan Hotel Room pre-party.

Back in Excalibur I put the Budweiser’s on ice before heading to bed. However, when I walk into ice machine room I nearly pass out. I know enough. I’m in serious trouble. As described in detail in the previous trip report I’m struggling with medical issues. Mostly hyperventilation at this point. My body didn’t get enough rest the last couple days and alcohol makes my body very restless overall. Hyperventilation is not the bag breathing attacks you see on television. In reality it’s a silent assassin. After I put all the Buds on ice I actually have to lean against the walls to reach my bed. I set the alarm at 20:30 and crash.

Despite staying on the 15th floor a scream from the Sportsbook wakes me at 20:50. Bozzie put a hundo on the UNLV match who had a spread of -9. UNLV was ahead all match. With 2.4 seconds on the clock they lead 80 to 77. A miracle half-court shot ties the score and during extra time UNLV get their asses handed to them sending Bozzie into a tilt coma.

Baars lies in in his bed staring at the ceiling when I ask him if he didn’t hear my alarm clock go off. “Oh, yeah. Your phone was making funny noises” REALLY? I hit the shower and with much reluctance open a Budweiser on my way to the Casino floor. I don’t feel like drinking at all but what can you do? These Hakkasan idiots charge you like ~ $ 25,- a drink. We better be ****faced before we arrive at that joint. WhatsApp shows me Iebus chopped the Aria daily three way for ~ $ 3,5k. Very nice. Especially since I had 0% just like last time in Namur. FML. It also shows pictures of Hugo and Damvic at dinner. Both drunk as a lord.

The Hakkasan pre party starts at 10PM in our hotel room. Bozzie’s nephew joins the party as he just touched down in Vegas for a business trip minutes ago. Jelzo and Wum didn’t get Hakkasan tickets and the fact that I can’t remember if they were present for the pre party should give you a good idea of what is about to come. I brought a bottle of Schrobbeler (20%) and Hugo brought a bottle from a local brewery (40%) as well. The pre party is pretty cool. Damvic and Hugo both look like they broke the record of the Las Vegas Marathon this afternoon. Around 23:30 we make our way to Hakkasan after our hotel bottle service ended.

Now. I’m not much of club guy but it bothered me that I hadn’t been to a real Vegas nightclub on the previous trips. Closest we came was Ghostbar and Voodoo Lounge. We bought $ 100,- VIP tickets so we can cut the massive general admission line. This is actually a pretty good deal. The ticket gets you a $ 100,- drink voucher so basically the entry is free since spending < $ 100,- on Booze is nearly impossible anyway.

The club is massive. It takes a little time to get the party going but when DJ Chuckie starts spinning the roof blows off the place. If you manage to get past the first ten seconds of the above video you can see what I mean. It was pretty epic. Around 2AM I’m completely wasted but manage to grind it out till the party is over. Vodka Red Bull sure keeps you going. As you can see in the movie below I took some suboptimal lines on the walk back to Excalibur. Baars took some wrong turns as well as it took him 90 minutes to find his way back from MGM to Excalibur. No idea what happened to Bozzie and Damvic to be honest except Damvic locking himself out of his room.

Believe it or not but instead of going to bed I made my way to the poker room when we got back to Excalibur. Not the best idea you say? Nonsense. I actually won a buy-in removing the dent Hakkasan made in the wallet. I don’t remember much besides going to bed in brought daylight at 8AM. Heck of a night.

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