One

I have just arrived back from another mecca to the City of Sin, Las Vegas, and I am fairly tired. We began the highly anticipated trip with a early wake up call, the reason being smart yet pointless. Sufa demanded our departure to be at 6:45 to beat all the traffic that was soon to occur, we met little resistance and got to the Tropicana on time with 4 hours to spare before our check-in time. It seemed that waking up early is of nobody's enjoyment due to the fact that only Vinh, Mike, and myself were practically awake for the whole trip there. Traffic from outside new's seem to not begin till roughly around 10 so we would have had another hour or two of sleep.

Luckily, we were able to get an early check-in and managed to get our room which I must say is crap compared to the one which we had at the Luxor. This room was the highest before the suites and it barely accomadated our needs. Thankfully, we are not homophobic and shared the beds with one another, yet it still proved to be difficult to get a comfortable area on the floor to sleep in. The room wasn't too great but it was better than nothing. In addition to the room, the hotel, in general, was like a blast furnace. The heater was put to such a level that Mike got sick due to the rapid change of climates. The atmosphere in that hotel wasn't great, it is filled with nothing but old people who are lazy to drive/walk that extra bit and wanted a casino where smoking was something overlooked and heavily smiled upon. Anyways enough about the compact/horrid conditions of the Tropicana, as soon as we got in the room, we all attempted to catch up on what rest we had missed out on. Sufa, Oliver, and myself were unable to sleep and I just grabbed my second beer of the day (the first being at 7) and began drinking it before taking a shower. As soon as I came out, Sufa managed to fall asleep and everybody else began talking and making noise. We all got ready and decided to make our walk over to Mandalay Bay to enjoy a good night's dinner buffet.

Mandalay Bay always seems to hit the spot in terms of craved foods. Everything there is of top quality and nothing that I liked seemed to dissapoint aside from the ironically, fresh batch of Deep Fried Shrimp. After our dinner, the group dispersed into three. Mike and Vinh had their romantic night out with a Cirque De Soleil show, Ka, King, Oli, Steve, and Meat went to the room and hit the jacuzzi, while Sufa and myself bought a couple of cigarettes and cigars to make our way to Circus Circus. On the way, we witnessed a fairly nice amount of women with warhead tits, Vegas NEVER dissapoints when in comes to nubile women, of course you do come across those that seemed to be conceived through acts of incest.

Around 11:30, we all met back up in the room and decided to have the festivities begin. I drank another beer while Vinh, Mike, Sufa, and Oli took a couple of shots. It seems that we all are absolutely fascinated by the extremely low alcohol tolerance of Vinh and made various guesses at what would happen with a shot. We came to the conclusion that 1 shot results in her being buzzed, 2nd shot resulting in drunk, 3rd, throwing up. After such a tiring day, we all knocked out at 2:00 a.m. and that was the end of day 1.