|Rhumbar to go!|
Once we left the Mirage we headed over to TI to see what times the pirate show was playing. Somehow we got roped into a conversation with some of those damn Vegas promoters (I swear it wasn't me ::cough::CHAD::cough::) and that blew away a good 45 minutes. After that we had to fulfill Chad's wish of riding the moving walkways at the Venetian, of course...
And then Chad and JB had to molest poor Indiana Jones. Or Harrison Ford. Whatever.
By this time we were all starving so we went back to the TI to eat at Kahunaville. The food was okay but for the price...meh. Jenna and Chad had collected a bunch of coupons for this restaurant from those promoters, but of course they had all sorts of rules that (a) aren't listed on the coupons and (b) the promoter would never tell you...only one "buy one get one 50% off" meal coupon per table and the like. Of course no one would listen to me but let's hope they learned their lesson ;)
After dinner we finally made it back to the room to get ready for a night out. We were going to Chateau at the Paris and thankfully our names were on the VIP list because the promoter I'd been in touch with was great. It never hurts to ask, folks, and that's all I'll say about that ;)
|Getting ready in the master bath. We are a clever bunch, no?|
|Ready and waiting to head out to Chateau!|
|The boys in their matching shirts. Not done on purpose. (Supposedly?)|
|On the Chateau outdoor patio|
After encountering that one foul you-know-what at the entrance, every interaction I had with an employee here was extremely positive. The bartenders were quick and didn't ignore any customer, even when they were busy. The bouncers were almost friendly - one outright offered to take a picture for my friend Maria and I, plus we never once got snapped at for standing in one place for too long (damn that Vegas shuffle...). And of course the aforementioned promoter was great. Also, the outdoor patio was really pretty and of course had some great views.
|View from Chateau|
I suppose I can cross my fingers and hope for a redesign and some better house DJ's at Chateau, but to be completely honest until one or both of those things happen I doubt I'll go back :-/ And while I'd love to say that you could just pay for a table and enjoy yourself more that way, the tables here are ridiculously overpriced...far more expensive than numerous other clubs on the Strip, including both Tryst and XS at the Wynn/Encore.
We actually called it an early-ish night and were all back in the room by...I want to say 2/2:30 AM. Not that we went to bed right away...instead we had some much-needed "Late Night Suite" time.
|Late Night Suite: Chad drunk texting, Jenna organizing our Vegas escort cards, water bottles and McDonald's trash all over the place. Good times, good times.|