My husband I just went to Las Vegas for a “vacation.” I use the term loosely because my idea of vacation is chilling by the pool, reading a book and silently judging the women who think they look good in a thong bikini. (They don’t.)
Vegas is the opposite of that, with the exception of women in thong bikinis. There’s lots of those. There’s also lots of men in thong bikinis too.
Vegas doesn’t discriminate.
I’d never been to Vegas so I didn’t know what to expect. When I arrived I was overwhelmed and wish someone would have prepared me for the shit show I was stepping into.
Because I’m good to you like that, I’ve made a list of a few things you should know if you are going to Vegas. I’d like to prevent others from experiencing the horror that was my first time there.
Here it goes…
1. There’s shopping. Lots and lots of shopping
I’m a fan of capitalism and free market, but Vegas is ridiculous when it comes to shopping. Not only are there shops and stores everywhere you go, there are people on the street corners hawking everything from water bottles to free cds of their music.
Right, like the guy in the street with the stinky pits and the nasty teeth is going to be the next big music star.
Wait. Is that how Kid Rock was discovered?
Vegas doesn’t just slap you in the face with commerce, it punches you in the nose and then the stomach, and while you’re keeled over in pain, it gives you an atomic wedgie….and then it charges you for the experience.
Make sure you bring cash; not only for the shopping, but also for the alcohol you will need to numb the pain of the sucker punch to the wallet.
2. Penny slots aren’t actually penny slots
Don’t be fooled! Remember #1 above where I talked about how commerce bitch slaps you? (I hope so, as it was only a few lines ago. If you’ve forgotten, you should probably see a doctor about that.)
Although the penny slots say they’re a penny, they’re big fat liars with their pants on fire. While it’s true they take pennies, it takes 40 of them for one spin of the slot, or in this high tech world, a push of a button.
There is no other option other than to bet $0.40 a spin. Maybe if you’re a high roller you can afford such ridiculousness. I, however, cannot, partly because of item #3.
3. Everything costs a million dollars
Want a small Diet Coke fountain soda? That will be $5.00 plus tip.
What about a small bottle of water? That will also be $5.00 plus tip.
Neither comes with a happy ending. Believe me, I asked. For that price, I’d expect at least a butt grab, but the waiter was NOT on board with my advances.
Before you come out to Vegas, might I recommend taking out a second mortgage on your house just to pay for dinner and drinks? And don’t eat too much, as that will force you to go to the restroom.
Although Vegas charges you for every single indulgence, they can’t seem to put anything other than 2-ply toilet paper in the restrooms.
You probably have to pay extra for additional ply.
4. Bling is everywhere
Make sure you pack your sunglasses because it gets extra bright when the sun reflects off the sequined bikinis at the pool.
I’m not sure if it’s a requirement in Vegas that all women be adorned with glitter, sequins or rhinestones, but I suspect it is. From teenagers to grandmas, nearly every woman sparkles with the finest rhinestones Hobby Lobby has to offer.
Here’s a tip: Pack a glue gun with extra glue sticks.
You can make a killing offering to glue fallen sequins back on outfits. You should probably offer to glue the legs shut of some of these sparkling women, although I wouldn’t recommend going anywhere near their jackpot.
You will NOT come out a winner, I can assure you.
5. There aren’t free drinks on the casino floor
Contrary to popular belief, you aren’t served free alcohol while you’re gambling. They make you pay for that too. (See #3 above.)
Come to think of it, perhaps they give out free drinks, but only to people betting more than $0.40 a spin on the Airplane! slot machine. (The slot machine is just as much fun as the movie, although it doesn’t say “Surely you can’t be serious,” when you bet the minimum. Wouldn’t it be cool if it did?)
That’s all the tips I have for Vegas virgins. The irony of that sentence is that no one in Vegas is a virgin. No one.
If you’d like one final overriding tip, might I suggest you go somewhere else for your trip and avoid Vegas all together?
Yes, I might.