Chapter 3: Night-Riders of Las Vegas
Arrival of the Corporate
Pal, Bonda and I were leaving Luxor's 32nd floor when we got a call from Patil. He announced the arrival of "Black Beauty", otherwise known as the Corporate. The Corporate's characteristics are very peculiar. His poker-face will hide every thought in His mind but His *broadcasting* nature will make sure we are up-to-date with the latest in our common friends' lives. Why is he THE Corporate? Because He is known for his adventerous lifestyle, having extravagant dinners, buying latest gadgets and ofcourse, his frequent trips to Europe, Mexico and to his ideal city, Raleigh. The Corporate made no exceptions in this trip too and made sure he had the most expensive airline ticket and paid a whopping 25 bucks for a cab from the airport to our hotel. But it took us only a few hours to bring Him out of his *corporate* mode.
Bus ride
Pal, Bonda and I leave Luxor to return back to our booked hotel. We had to catch up with Patil/Kokate to pickup *corporate* Dsu. It was already dark outside and we could see the bright lighted casinos on Las Vegas blvd. We took a bus ride from outside Luxor to our hotel. It was a Double Decker bus and it reminded me of the joy, bumpy, sweaty, smelly rides of BEST buses in Mumbai. The funny part was that the Bus driver kept announcing not to stand while the bus is in motion. Lol. In Mumbai, BEST buses had given us enough training to handle any jerks.
Funny Escort Story
[This story had to be censored otherwise, I would be sued for disrespecting the confidentialty pact signed with my friends on this trip. I have decided to keep certain *incidents* in the Vault and lock it up for good. ]
[And sorry, you won't find the password/hack/crack for the protected Vault on any Google search. Its there somewhere but it all depends on which pill you take to get your answer]
Confidentiality Pact of 813ers
1. Thou shalt not comment on embarassing events (like Dsu's cracky skin)
2. Thou shalt not reveal stupid mistakes (like scratching a car in the parking lot)
3. Thou shalt honor thy-self's word and thee's words too. (like not talking about stories of Pass The Topi game outside the *car*)
4. Thou shant behave normal (you got my point)
5. Thee....(heehee)
Thou breaketh this, then, thou pay consequences by sleepen with Barman or kisseth Bhavani.
Crazy@Riveria
We booked our rooms in Riveria. Its the home of the Crazy Girls show or something. Didn't get a chance to see it but saw some flyers handed over by Mexicans on the road. Looked interesting but that was way off our priorities. If you understand what I mean :)
Hotel Masti
Our Hotel tradition is to ensure we make full use of the hotel rooms. From bathroom doors (knocked it out in New Orleans), Wrestling (theRock [Me] vs. StoneCold ["diploma" Dave] night in Miami) to Pillow fights in Las Vegas, it was our way of saying "Thank you for having us" to the hotels. We love the bedsprings and we love jumping over them. We love the soaps and shampoos flying in the bathroom. We love swapping "Do not Disturb" tags outside other's rooms. We love to sing and shout and drink-n-spill and do whatever we are not suppose to do in our houses. We simply love to make ourselves *happy* in a boring, 100sqft, squicky, smelly hotel room. And that tradition was lived up in Las Vegas as soon as Dsu arrived at the hotel room :)
Welcome to Sin City!
Pal, Bonda and I were leaving Luxor's 32nd floor when we got a call from Patil. He announced the arrival of "Black Beauty", otherwise known as the Corporate. The Corporate's characteristics are very peculiar. His poker-face will hide every thought in His mind but His *broadcasting* nature will make sure we are up-to-date with the latest in our common friends' lives. Why is he THE Corporate? Because He is known for his adventerous lifestyle, having extravagant dinners, buying latest gadgets and ofcourse, his frequent trips to Europe, Mexico and to his ideal city, Raleigh. The Corporate made no exceptions in this trip too and made sure he had the most expensive airline ticket and paid a whopping 25 bucks for a cab from the airport to our hotel. But it took us only a few hours to bring Him out of his *corporate* mode.
Bus ride
Pal, Bonda and I leave Luxor to return back to our booked hotel. We had to catch up with Patil/Kokate to pickup *corporate* Dsu. It was already dark outside and we could see the bright lighted casinos on Las Vegas blvd. We took a bus ride from outside Luxor to our hotel. It was a Double Decker bus and it reminded me of the joy, bumpy, sweaty, smelly rides of BEST buses in Mumbai. The funny part was that the Bus driver kept announcing not to stand while the bus is in motion. Lol. In Mumbai, BEST buses had given us enough training to handle any jerks.
Funny Escort Story
[This story had to be censored otherwise, I would be sued for disrespecting the confidentialty pact signed with my friends on this trip. I have decided to keep certain *incidents* in the Vault and lock it up for good. ]
[And sorry, you won't find the password/hack/crack for the protected Vault on any Google search. Its there somewhere but it all depends on which pill you take to get your answer]
Confidentiality Pact of 813ers
1. Thou shalt not comment on embarassing events (like Dsu's cracky skin)
2. Thou shalt not reveal stupid mistakes (like scratching a car in the parking lot)
3. Thou shalt honor thy-self's word and thee's words too. (like not talking about stories of Pass The Topi game outside the *car*)
4. Thou shant behave normal (you got my point)
5. Thee....(heehee)
Thou breaketh this, then, thou pay consequences by sleepen with Barman or kisseth Bhavani.
Crazy@Riveria
We booked our rooms in Riveria. Its the home of the Crazy Girls show or something. Didn't get a chance to see it but saw some flyers handed over by Mexicans on the road. Looked interesting but that was way off our priorities. If you understand what I mean :)
Hotel Masti
Our Hotel tradition is to ensure we make full use of the hotel rooms. From bathroom doors (knocked it out in New Orleans), Wrestling (theRock [Me] vs. StoneCold ["diploma" Dave] night in Miami) to Pillow fights in Las Vegas, it was our way of saying "Thank you for having us" to the hotels. We love the bedsprings and we love jumping over them. We love the soaps and shampoos flying in the bathroom. We love swapping "Do not Disturb" tags outside other's rooms. We love to sing and shout and drink-n-spill and do whatever we are not suppose to do in our houses. We simply love to make ourselves *happy* in a boring, 100sqft, squicky, smelly hotel room. And that tradition was lived up in Las Vegas as soon as Dsu arrived at the hotel room :)
Welcome to Sin City!
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