Ladies and Gentlemen…Today I am going to tell y’all a lovely tale about being as touristy as possible in Las Vegas. In honor of one of my Vegas partners in crime coming back to town this weekend, I’m going to revisit the last weekend she was here. We came, we saw, we conquered and still managed to only make it 1/4 of the way down The Strip by 3:30am. So come along as I recap our magical adventure and share some gems you can tuck away for your next Vegas trip!
(Please note – at a certain point in the night the photos turned to videos of Liv and I singing the Backstreet Boys and Bruno Mars. Those will not be shown.)
Senor Frogs (Treasure Island) – This bar and restaurant is the starting point for a lot of those club-hopping tours as well as our starting point for this evening! Staples here include questionable Mexican food (which may or may not be the culprit for my Friday-night stomach ache), extremely loud music, drunk tourists and giant plastic cups filled with margaritas on the rocks (which happened to be buy-one, get-one!) I had never been here before so I was very excited to get to know the tacky beauty of the place.
If you’ve ever taken issue with the fact that the margaritas at other restaurants seem to go so quickly, then this is your place because that thing took forever to drink. So my final thought on our first stop is – eat dinner first then come for the outrageous, BOGO margaritas.
Next, we attempted to go to Gilly’s, a country bar also located in Treasure Island, but there was a band which required a $10 cover. We pulled a vintage MTV and said NEXT!
Toby Keith’s I Love This Bar & Grill (Harrah’s) – This was the next stop on our extravaganza. I actually turned 24 in this bar (lol) and have eaten here for lunch before. The food is actually really good and the portions are very generous.
On this particular Friday night, it was quite a bit slower than the last time I’d been there. I opted for water (aka Miller Lite) since the questionable Mexican food was sticking around, you know, being questionable. Liv ordered a tequila water and the bartender gave her a straight up solo cup size glass full of Patron. Talk about getting the value for your money. After some casual, Shania dance floor moments, we decided to move on.
Margaritaville (Flamingo) – I fucking love Margaritaville. I love the vibe, I love the casualness of the people who go there. I love it all. They also feature a great happy hour, for exactly one hour, everyday at 5pm. It includes 5 cent beers and a menu of actual drinks for those who don’t want to revisit the beer they drank in college.
We got here just in time for the band to start playing “California Love” and we promptly took over the dance floor because of course we did. This mellow party was more than necessary in preparation for what was to come next.
O’Shea’s (The LINQ) – THIS IS MY FAVORITE BAR ON THE STRIP. Hands down thee best place to party. The drinks aren’t too outrageously priced (which is a plus in Vegas.) I have always had a good time here. Always. From the music to the beer pong tables to the crazy people who show up, this place is amazing. And thee only place to be for St. Paddy’s Day!
We drank beer and Liv introduced me to a peach and Crown shot. Which was tasty but served all wrong (over ice making it impossible to shoot which made some random men laugh at us which made me mad because I used to drink with cowboys in Montana so I know how to shoot whiskey.)
We sat at the bar (super comfy seats!) and sang and sipped and watched people. And, trust me, there were plenty of people to watch.
Denny’s (Harrah’s) – The last time Liv and I went out and ended up at a Denny’s at a questionable hour, I ordered a freaking SALAD. After drinking. WHO DOES THAT? Me. I do that. Anyway, I always recommend putting some substantial food in your stomach after drinking and before sleeping. Plus some water, to get a head-start on the hangover by re-hydrating before going to bed.
So we’re eating and obviously being loud because it’s probably 3am and we are just loud people in general. And of course, are receiving dirty looks from tourists and their children. Children, who are out with their parents, eating a meal, at THREE IN THE MORNING. Excuse.
Here’s the thing, Vegas does have some family friendly options. But let me tell you something, none of them are offered at 3am. I’m not trying to judge your parenting, but why, WHY are you bringing your child out on The Strip after dark? The chances of your child being exposed to obnoxious, drunk hooligans are far greater after the sun goes down. This is Vegas, you knew what you were getting yourself into.
So there you have it! An account of a night out on the Las Vegas Strip. Out of this round up I can tell you that my –
Favorite Place to Eat: Toby Keith’s
Favorite Bar At Which To Chill: Margaritaville
Favorite Bar At Which To Rage: O’Shea’s
Favorite Place to Potentially Get Food Poisoning: just kidding. Kind of.
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