On Thursday, Elaine and I drove to Las Vegas – top down in the convertible, music blaring – it was fantastic. We met Maria and her hotel, the Trump International, then went to dinner at Pink Taco at the Hard Rock. Elaine and Maria did some gambling, then we called it an early night since Maria had to work the next day.

Friday, while Maria worked, Elaine and I hit the Fashion Show Mall and ate at the Harrah’s buffet. We picked up Maria, checked into Paris, and went to the outlet mall. We had dinner at the burger grill at Paris, then got ready for our first night out. Megan arrived and we all went to Pure. We met some nice guys who got us into the VIP area, and spent the rest of the night drinking and dancing.

Saturday, nursing some hangovers, or at the very least moving very slowly, we went to the Flamingo buffet, Hoover Dam, the Paris buffet, then passed out for awhile in our room. We ended up going to Tao, which was insanely crowded. Every once in awhile it snowed real snow over the dance floor. After Tao we gambled a little at the Venetian and met some young, possibly 18 year old guys who were hilarious. We went back to Paris and Elaine and I stayed up to 5am or something like that at the blackjack tables.

Sunday we grabbed a quick lunch at one of the cafés in Paris, then went to the top of the Eiffel Tower and watched the Bellagio fountain show. We took a few more photos, then started the drive back to LA.