After watching American Superstars at the Strat, we changed into our “Everybody loves a Canadian girl” t-shirts, cabbed it to Caeser’s Palace to go to Pure for some dancing.
Unfortunately, it was closed for “The Contender” (reality tv program with Sylvester Stallone) after party. Spent some time trying to star watch, only caught a glimpse of the winner, took his pic, and we left.
Got to Treasure Island and the club in there, where we met 2 businessmen from KY. Chatted with them, they bought us drinks, we danced with them, watched the caberet show and the TI Siren’s outdoor free show.
Scott was a karaoke loving, farmer/lawyer who wasn’t afraid to dance with us. He must have felt great with 4 cowboyhat wearing gals dancing around him!
Curits then led us to the craps table where we lost about 300USD for him (Craps virgins aren’t lucky!) But it was fun. We screamed when we won, harrassed Ted, one of the other craps players, and I personally stressed out when I saw Curtis lose his money.
2am we left to crash! I had a blast!
Bertha