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This will be my 107th post, and it will be far less detailed than Fletcher's. Read his first.
Vegas as I remember it.
Day 1:
depart very early
find Jobo's house on valle verde (not green valley) in Vegas
claim a room in the Palace Station
skate a 3 stair
drink way too much beer by myself in the hotel
climb into bed with Cody and Amanda on accident.
fall out of bed and hit my head (probably)
Day 2:
skate anthem
realize girls don't like skateboard trips
realize we all suck at skateboarding but could give a shit less
go for an excruciatingly long walk through the ghetto and get yelled at because we're white(presumably)
watch Whoopie Goldberg get fucked with
wish we had mind altering substances while we are outside and inside at the same time
Day 3:
wind
UNLV does not have a double set, its in Reno, DUH
shit tons of driving for no reason (this will be a recurring theme)
wasting tons of money at chain stores (this will also continue to occur)
buy more alcohol
drink more alcohol
try not to make my girlfriend feel bad while scantily clad women surround everyone
the rest of this night is missing from my memory
Day 4:
skate Hollywood skate park (my personal fav on this trip)
decide not to go to LA quite yet
eat some dank mexican food and get called "honey" and "sugar"
another mall?
more alcohol?
pink floyd?
I met a woman who taught blind people how to play her husbands guitar collection.
Day 5:
make a horrible decision to go to LA
drive to LA
get lost in LA
find out we have nowhere to stay
fear for our lives
stay in the sketchiest/most expensive Motel on earth
get no sleep
everybody gets sick. nobody skateboards.
Day 5:
realize my bank account is empty
drive around for hours in LA not finding anything to skate
get lost again
fear for our lives
babysit girls while everybody skateboards downtown
finally get in about an hour of skating that in my mind was not worth 10 hours of driving.
drive back to Vegas in the middle of the night
Day 6:
days 4,5, and 6 are all the same to me, because I didn't sleep during those days.
arrive in Vegas at 2 in the AM to find that Hotels are now $180 per night
decide to "sleep" in the car.
have a surprisingly awesome session at the Anthem park with no sleep
decide that Las Vegas is the dope chron bomb
drink more beer, which makes me sleepy
go to bed early while the 3 handsome princes own the town.
Day 7:
watch mind numbing circus performance
wake up fully refreshed and decide to get day drunk and walk the strip one last time
mix gin and tonics in the middle of the day out on the street
buy 99 cent sunglasses and a white T shirt
drink, wander, drink, wander
watch kyle make a life altering decision (I approve)
drinking all day long can have a poor effect on your psyche
Day 8:
early trip to McDonalds
hit the road
meet Kevin in Jewtah
skate at what I'll call the "cagematch"(great sesh!)
drive really slowly on ice
call it a night
