Our third annual (my second) Legion Vegas trip gets off to a great start.
The
first order of business: Meet up at the MGM Grand.
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| Back in Vegas, and the first thing to do is to of course, check out the fine establishment the Hot L San Remo. | From this view, it seems like it revamped its name, now called the San R Mo. Yet another sign somewhere that says Hotel San Emo, Siko's favorite title, but I couldn't find it again. Little did we know that there were other changes to our beloved casino. |
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| This hotel is just plain fancy. Look at all the pretty lights! | Future devil's advocates in the making. Odds 50:1 Truong is about to say something to Orian regarding Terry, Audrey, or twinkies. |
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| Stokes, imperturbable as always, gazes into the distance while Lundin is . . well . . . LUNDIN! | I better enjoy that drink; the MGM lounge charges $9 for a rum and coke! |
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| Wesley gambles in the most interesting fashion. He attempts to play as many machines as fast as possible. | It's as if he's stuffed full of nickels and the only way to get relief is to let it all out ASAP. Truong helps in the nickel colonoscopy while Lundin stares in fascination. |
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| See that sign on the top right? That's replacing the Hot L San Emo next year. Aww yeah! | Want to see the world? Go to Vegas! You can see all of the world's greatest wonders in a short stroll along the strip. |
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| Only the finest gourmet cuisine is fit to serve the Legion at MGM's premier fast food lounge | See the handcrafted strips in the chair? That's just classy! |
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| At Harrahs, there are cheap lights and mirrored walls everywhere. It really makes you feel a bit narcissistic seeing yourself at every corner. | We decide to check out the Wynn Casino, the newest addition to the strip. It supposedly gives the Bellagio a run for its money as the most bling stop. |
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| Not bad, not bad! Almost suitable for the BAD ASS! | Truong notices that he's getting some unwanted attention from hotel security at Treasure Island. |
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| Ninja Vanish! Truong shrouds himself in darkness while Wes wonders why he didn't just another McRib from McDonalds. | Oh. My. God. Joker Poker!!! |
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| On our way back to the hotel, we catch the party limo (the party bus had raised its fees). | This special brand of alcohol really set the tone of this Vegas trip: Mount Gay. |