WM & 64 met up a day prior to my rolling in, ripped dinner at Red Square and drank some vodka in the vodka vault while wearing fur coats like true Ruskies.
The dynamic duo then head upstairs to Club Mix to enjoy the view of Sin City.
I rolled in the next day and immediately cracked some ice cold Mickeys grenades. View of the pool scene from our room.
Being a fan of Pawn Stars, I pushed to do just this one touristy thing while there. The shop was just like on the show, except there's another area to it filled with Pawn Stars t-shirts, bobbleheads, and other stupid crap. Chumlee walked by like a smug douchebag, thinking he was hot shit. I immediately lost interest in the show and haven't watched it since.
The crew hit up Rain at The Palms. Names on list, passed the line, and chilled at a VIP table consuming 2 bottles of vodka.
Bottle #1 = done.