When: January 1, 2011
We had this huge family outing in Vegas last year. It consists of around like 30-35 people. The most number of people who I hang out with in an outing. I can't even recall everyone who came with us, since not all of us came at the same time. We stayed overnight at Casino Royale, a small hotel in between Harrah's and Imperial Palace. Due to age differences and interests we separated into groups. I went with my brother, May, Kris and Ryan.
First we went to the Rum bar at the Mirage and bought ourselves something to drink while walking on the strip. I forgot the flavor I bought but I can still remember the taste. Since we have nowhere to go we just walked as far as we could. From Casino Royale we reached Planet Hollywood, we ate some appetizers and had fun bull riding. It was a great experience, all of us were first-timers that's why we had fun. Then we saw this street party going on the opposite street, we went there and drink and dance. After that, we walked going back to our destination but had a quick stop at a liquor store for some beers. Then suddenly it was 2am. I wonder how time flies when you're having fun.
Back at our hotel, they all started drinking. Knowing that I'm going to have the greatest migraine when I wake up, I did not add anymore alcohol to my system. Then I was supposed to sleep beside my cousin but it was 4am and my key doesn't want to work. I wanted to knock but knowing that my Aunt and Uncle were in the same room, I never want to wake them up. So at around 5am feeling helpless with no room, I pass by this guy twice at the corridor asking me to hang out with him and his friends. He's a black guy, tall, nice eyes and athletic type. He scared the crap of me so I started knocking at other's room. Then, I found my brother's. I don't remember who slept beside me, there were 3 of us in a bed, all I remember is that it was really crowded. And as predicted, I woke up with a great migraine or hangover.
So why is this great escape become a nightmare? We left Vegas 3 o'clock in the afternoon. It was expected to be traffic since the day after would be a Monday. But we did not expect snowfall in Vegas since it almost never snow in that town. And so there we were, stranded in the middle of nowhere. There were lots of accidents due to slippery road. It was 9pm and we're all hungry. We stopped somewhere in the middle of nowhere, pumped some gas, tried to empty our bladders but the line is too long. We went to Subway instead, waited for the long line to order and to pee. I didn't have that appetite because I know we're stranded and there's no restroom anywhere. We traveled again and arrived home at around 3am.
Now I know how it feels to be stranded. It's one horrific night I would never forget. So take this helpful advise, don't ever go to Vegas on a long weekend for New Year. It's a New Year destination in the West coast, so expect huge crowd. Plus, always check the weather.
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