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Trip Start Feb 01, 2011
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Sunday, February 20, 2011

After 3 nights in Vegas i feel brain dead and not too keen to write a summary let alone remember all the details but il do my best.
Saturday night> We finally got legit hookups with a coke dealer where we decided to go all out and get an 8 ball for only $150, nice bloke he was.
Pre drinks at the hard rock cafe and and landing on some cheap tickets to nightclub called the ROK located at the MGM Casino.Nicely setup club ,plenty of people and not so strict on dress-codes meaning there probably wasnt as many gold diggers a there have been at the highroller clubs.
We unexpectedly ran into the 2 Swedish girls who were staying at our hostel in Venice and Bokes and myself pounced as there was "unfinished business" we took them back to our room. Michael was nowhere to be seen, he didnt handle the drugs and the night before too well , throwing up throughout the night.
By the time Sunday came around, ILL was an understatement based on all of our health, but nothing we couldn't handle. One meal was eaten and drinking time for the 3rd night had come around very fast.
We hit the strip for the final time, attending The Bank nightclub at the Bellagio. Very fancy club, with an arena type shape. I couldn't tell you what happened at this club as i have no memory but i can tell you that myself and Micka were there for 2 hours before leaving to go to the KOI nightclub where we lasted 30 mins before getting kicked out for god knows what.
Gambling addictions kicked in and Micka pulls out 300 for both of us to gamble our little hearts away. The outcome-Failure. We somehow run into the Swedish gals once again and you dont need much imagination as to where we ended up next. and yes i was with bokes last time, so Micka had his time to shine haha. Back at the room we found Bokes bleeding from the nose, we finaly helped him after he sounded like he was choking on his tongue.. As to his story.. il cut to the chase. He found himself at a swingers club with plenty of beautiful people and before getting to participate he was soon being escorted to his room by the front desk because he was too much under the influence of something?In conclusion to Las Vegas, Money wise we had all been raped by the gambling and nightlife. We found ourselves way over budget, but all in all it was an experience of a lifetime, once our brains reached a normal state of mind depression had kicked in. We decided on a 4 day recovery//rehab and the gym and healthy eating was needed to get over what was a massive weekend.
FUN FACT: "What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, except for herpies... that shit will come back with you"
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