There is no easy way to describe Vegas without swearing. Fuck Yeah it was awesome! Not only did I do three things that I never thought I would do but I have also never laughed so much in my entire life. Lets start at the beginning...
We moved from Buffalo Bills really early so to get a full day of hard core Vegas. We stopped for breakfast at this really cute American Dinner. I had woken that day knowing that it was going to be one which I would never forget,and after having to drag Davina outside this family place to explain about the vaious types of wings I knew we were off to a winner!
After brekkie two of the group needed to stop of at Target so the rest of us stayed in the Van. JD decided we'd drive off - hilarious as that joke is. Then he turned up the RnB really loud, wound down the windows and started bouncing the van - I laughed so much I cried. We must have cruised the Pimpin Van around for a good 10 minutes before the girls came out again. All the security guards we watching us from the windows!
Next followed what JD called our 'Welcome to America' suprise - The Gun Store! We were joking around about shooting Midgets (again not the most PC trip I've ever been on) and then we pulled up outside. Shooting a gun was never really something I had ever thought about. Why was I ever going to shot one? I couldn't live futher from the getto if I tried! It was really scary to start with. The kick back was intense but after the first few rounds I got used to it and fired the last dozen or so off really quickly. Check out the picture of the target I was aiming at.
After spending the day wandering around casinos we only had an hour to get ourselves dressed up for the evening and lets not forget there were 9 girls on this trip so we did well to do it. JD then dropped us of at the Stratosphere. I knew i was going to buckle under the pressure and so had decided I was going to force myself to do one ride. I decided on the 'Big Shot' as it was the only one which didn't go over the edge. The picture for this speaks a thousand words and lets not forget I am stupidly high off the ground at this point anyway!
Next came what we had all been looking forward to most - The Limo ride. After hanging around outside the Bellagio with carrier bags of alcohol like teenagers JD finally arrived and walked us over to our transportation for the night. He of course tried to spin us some line about it not being possible to get the Limo - this was day three however so while learning to trust him we had also learnt not to believe a word he says. The Limo was amazing! Words can't do it justice so check out its photo.
Inside the Limo saw the formation of G Unit. Camp Gary had transformed into a pimpin unit of drunken players! (Davina - 22 hours baby!) Its hard to describe the atmosphere in there, but I think the pictures capture the moment.
After the Limo we partyed into the wee hours of the morning in Times Square in the middle of New York New York where two pianos battle it out. If you give the guys more money than the last customer they will stop what they are playing and play your song instead.
We all made it back to the rooms at different times. Its a good job I got there when I did seeing as Brian was roaming the corridors in his pants! I think thats cause for trouble even in Vegas. Shortly after everyone else got home and we realised Steve had double locked the room and so Russ and Brian ended up in the room with us five girls. If you're thinking this was a party just ask Sarah and Timmy - it really wasn't!
This was a day that I'll be hard pushed to top anytime soon.