Roadtrip: SouthWest. Pt. 5
Our drive to Las Vegas was less taxing than I expected. Still when we reached The Luxor, I was exhausted and hungry. On top of that, we found out LAX, the club we had banked on going to, was not open on the nights we would be in town. I also had some clothing issues. All of that combined made for a pissy shane.
Mel had never been to Vegas so we headed out onto the nighttime strip. It is beyond overwhelming and quite insane. It is very much like a Disney Land for adults.
Fat Americans ADORE Vegas!!!!! And there were more foreigners than I expected.
We walked from The Luxor to Caesar's Palace and back. I think Mel calculated it to be 6+ miles.
It was basically amazingly designed casino/hotel after amazing designed casino/hotel with plenty of shopping in between.
I made the mistake of rocking my new shoes and ended up unhappy and in pain as I made Mel race back to The Luxor to find food.
As big and fancy as Vegas is one would expect vegan eating options to be quite available. They are not.
With no set plans, Mel and I decided to hit the gentleman's club: Spearmint Rhino.
(I did not take that photo)
Spearmint Rhino had been recommended to us by Lauren and I fully expected it to just be White women straight outta Rock Of Love with big bleached hair and big fake boobs. Instead we found a really packed club with a somewhat diverse selection of women dancing on stages and laps all around a pretty comfortable/plush and very dark club.
One aspect that was pretty damn uniform with all the dancers was fake boobs.
Mel and I settled down and I ordered a $8 Red Bull. We really just kinda watched and took it all in. I was pretty excited in the beginning as a lot of the women were pretty damn attractive (especially the drink servers who are more dressed and do not dance or strip). We really weren't spending any money aside from the $30 cover and $8 Red Bull.
It was pretty hot and I/we were looking to get some lap dance action... and then some uninteresting dancer sat down and started chatting with me. I was trying to ignore her as a hint to beat it but she just kept giving me lame ass sob stories about losing money. Finally she asked if I wanted a dance. I said no and she finally left. whew! What a fuckin boner killer. haha
It was getting late. The crowd had thinned and the staff (aka dancers) began to really thin too.
In the end, we asked a dancer for a dance. She was thick and attractive and had big real boobies. It was maybe a little short but she paid attention to the both of us. Lap dances were actually cheaper ($20/song) than I anticipated after that $8 Red Bull.
As we exited Spearmint Rhino, the fuckin sun was coming up! It was 6am and we had been in that smoke filled den of flesh since like 1am! whoa!
Mel had never been to Vegas so we headed out onto the nighttime strip. It is beyond overwhelming and quite insane. It is very much like a Disney Land for adults.
Fat Americans ADORE Vegas!!!!! And there were more foreigners than I expected.
We walked from The Luxor to Caesar's Palace and back. I think Mel calculated it to be 6+ miles.
It was basically amazingly designed casino/hotel after amazing designed casino/hotel with plenty of shopping in between.
I made the mistake of rocking my new shoes and ended up unhappy and in pain as I made Mel race back to The Luxor to find food.
As big and fancy as Vegas is one would expect vegan eating options to be quite available. They are not.
With no set plans, Mel and I decided to hit the gentleman's club: Spearmint Rhino.
(I did not take that photo)
Spearmint Rhino had been recommended to us by Lauren and I fully expected it to just be White women straight outta Rock Of Love with big bleached hair and big fake boobs. Instead we found a really packed club with a somewhat diverse selection of women dancing on stages and laps all around a pretty comfortable/plush and very dark club.
One aspect that was pretty damn uniform with all the dancers was fake boobs.
Mel and I settled down and I ordered a $8 Red Bull. We really just kinda watched and took it all in. I was pretty excited in the beginning as a lot of the women were pretty damn attractive (especially the drink servers who are more dressed and do not dance or strip). We really weren't spending any money aside from the $30 cover and $8 Red Bull.
It was pretty hot and I/we were looking to get some lap dance action... and then some uninteresting dancer sat down and started chatting with me. I was trying to ignore her as a hint to beat it but she just kept giving me lame ass sob stories about losing money. Finally she asked if I wanted a dance. I said no and she finally left. whew! What a fuckin boner killer. haha
It was getting late. The crowd had thinned and the staff (aka dancers) began to really thin too.
In the end, we asked a dancer for a dance. She was thick and attractive and had big real boobies. It was maybe a little short but she paid attention to the both of us. Lap dances were actually cheaper ($20/song) than I anticipated after that $8 Red Bull.
As we exited Spearmint Rhino, the fuckin sun was coming up! It was 6am and we had been in that smoke filled den of flesh since like 1am! whoa!
posted by shane at 11:15 PM
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"had been recommended to us by Lauren and I fully expected it to just be White women straight outta Rock Of Love with big bleached hair and big fake boobs"
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