Vegas stag party - Day Two

Saturday was a bit different;

• Sleep in until 9am
  
• WALK to champagne brunch at Paris - put dent in their cheap champagne budget
  
• Chat with waitress from London
  
• Chat with beautiful waitress from Eritrea
  
• WALK from Paris to Luxor, sweating like a Canadian in Seattle the entire way
  
• Amazed by the Body Works exhibit with lots of plasticized bodies and body parts
  
• Managed to NOT get thrown out of Body Works for making crude jokes referencing abortion, the holocaust, inmates, cancer, circumcision and homosexuality during the appropriate sections of the exhibit
  
• WALKED to The Venetian to spend $400 on dinner for three at TAO restaurant
  
• Laugh at S. engaging all his jewish, gay charms with the waiter at TAO, complete with gestures, manners, speech and flirting (he didn't get a number, nor a discount on the dinner)
  
• Cab ride (thank GOD!) to Rio to watch S. get the box office guy offer us a $90 discount on the tickets for a "$30 tip - in cash" which saved us $40.
  
• Marvel over how amazing Penn & Teller are in person, and with audience participation, giving out props and sign and pose for pictures after the show - can't say enough about those guys!
  
• WALK (it never ends) to The Palms and elbow a bunch of suit-clad no-neck gorillas for the pleasure of paying the ONE girl in Vegas without large, fake breasts $25 to get into Ghost Club
  
• Recoil from stepping on the plexiglass floor 50 floors above ground and looking straight down
  
• People watch absentmindedly and get a very attractive girl pull me out on the plexiglass and try to convince me that it was the place to be
  
• Find out girl was apparently someone (somewhat) famous
  
• Have J. point out that girls in dresses standing on the glass are revealing a lot what with the lights underneath
  
• Watching S. disappear further and further into an alcoholic fog during which he exclaims what a pussy I am for not "talking to that girl"
  
• "That girl" was from New Orleans - in her words "don't hold that against me" - and performed a very sexy dance
  
• "That girl" wasn't anywhere near sober
  
• Dragged S. down to a cab and we headed back to Treasure Island, snickering about some of S's comments to some girls along the way (they headed to T.I. too, but were too scared to share a cab with us)
  
• 3am "breakfast" at Vietnamese restaurant (Pho), prior to which S. had enough and stumbled back to his room
  
• 3:15am - I get chicken curry in my eye and promptly found religion
  

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