Vegas, Quick and Dirty
January 26, 2009
by Sebastian
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Ok, I am entirely too tired to give a detailed description of the events of the last 62 hours, so I’ll give you the quick and dirty and fill in the details later…
I got into town around 9:30 on Friday, and met up with about half the team in our hotel room. Since most people on the team had no idea who everyone else on the team was, we spent some time getting to know each other (aka, drinking in the room) before heading out on the town. I really have no idea what was going on before I got into town, but I hear stories of ordering “Nailin’ Sarah Palin” to the room, lots of drinking, and maybe a little gambling.
So we hit the town, got some food, drank some drinks, and invariably did the Vegas thing until about 4:30/5 in the morning. Where we crashed 7 people in one room (2 beds with 3 people each, and one on the floor), not realizing that the room upstairs had no one in it. At all. But it didn’t really matter for those 2 hours of sleep anyway…
Saturday was Frisbee day number 1, which I will recap later, along with Sunday’s events. There were some interesting things that happened, but they need more time than I am willing to give them now, to fully flesh out the details. And yes, I did mean to say “flesh out” the details.
Saturday night was a little bit of a mess. We took forever to clean up after the games and get food. Some people napped, some people got snacks before showering, some people just drank more before getting back to the hotel room, all of which pushed our “Let’s Hit the Town” time back by quite a bit. We finally got to dinner around 9:45, and left the restaurant around 11:30. After which we met up with some folks, and sat outside a club in the Bellagio for 2.5 hours trying to figure out what to do. I was tired, so I had no will to try and persuade people to get off their asses and get somewhere, and it seemed that no one else did either (or they were just content with being in a casino in Vegas, even though no one was gambling or doing anything we couldn’t have done anywhere else in the entire country). I finally got a cab back to the hotel around 2:30, and found the open room upstairs that no one was sleeping in and crashed. I know, it’s pathetic, but I like my sleep, and get cranky and unhappy when I don’t get any.
Sunday after we finished playing was probably my favorite part of the tournament. The team hung out doing car-bombs and drinking beer for about an hour, talking trash to each other and whoever walked by. We left and checked into the Mirage (Pooh was staying in Vegas for another couple days, so he had a room there where we could put our stuff, shower, etc), and then went to eat. After the unlucky few left for the early airport run, Pooh, Frankus, Katie and I walked across the street looking for the low-stakes casino. We didn’t find it, but we did pass by the guys giving away the call-girl cards, which was an experience in and of itself (hopefully Pooh enjoyed it too). Then we went back into the Mirage and played some Pai Gow Poker, talked some trash to the dealer and the pit boss, got in a little bit of trouble for having no idea how to play, and generally had a good old time. And as fun as Friday and Saturday nights were, I think that Sunda is going to be the day I remember most (for some obvious reasons), and the day I had the most fun. I just wish more people could have been around, and that we had more time to play. Oh well, there’s always next year.
Ok, so it is now 7:30, and I’m going to bed. Yep, bed. Vegas takes it out of you…