Las Vegas | The Night Out

Las Vegas | The Night Out

An underground trip, a journey across the desert, the arrival in Las Vegas, a series of competitive events, a night of golf, a lazy river, and some familiar coffee later, it was time to go out. This, would be the classic bachelor party night. Our venue of choice? The Marquee.

If you attended a U.S. university with Greek life and “thirsty Thursdays,” then chances are that you are familiar with the scene. Men wearing button-downs that they would otherwise normally not wear, women wearing formfitting outfits that beckon pneumonia on any given night, and an overflow of overpriced beverages, including water — specially water. Add a secret ingredient, and it’s a recipe for legendary night. That ingredient of course, is friends.

In just about any other context, it would be an undesirable situation. A hot room filled with sweaty people, with barely any space to navigate your way through the masses, music so loud that you know you won’t be able to hear well upon leaving, and did I mention overpriced water? It’s worth mentioning again, the price of water at a club is criminal. So why then was this such a fun night? The same reason why a house party is fun, friends — and these were not just any friends. I cannot emphasize enough the quality and caliber of people that I was privileged to celebrate with during this weekend.

After a long, and I mean long, night of jubilant raging, we were depleted. More importantly, we were famished. How then, did we replenish our reservoir? With Italy’s greatest culinary gift to the world, pizza. To our delight, we found a (somewhat) hidden New York-style pizzeria just a floor below. Unfortunately, there was a long line, the length of which was only rivaled by our need for sustenance.

One eternity later, entered ‘za. Do you see that white slice on the top left section? That’s my slice. The same slice that would go on to keep me up at night at the disheartening thought of knowing that an additional slice would be unattainable in Los Angeles. It was an incredible slice — the likes of which I have only found in New York.

This night was indeed, legendary. It would go on to be the last hurrah with the best man, as a bachelor. In just days he would join me in the married men club. Married men society? Either way, it was an honor raging and munching with you, brother.

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Tell me, have you ever been to the Marquee? Do you like to go clubbing? What is your favorite late-night food?

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Las Vegas | Lazy River

Las Vegas | Lazy River

At last, rest. An underground trip, a journey across the desert, the arrival in Las Vegas, a series of competitive events, and a night of golf later, we got to relax. But how do you relax at a bachelor party in Vegas? With a lazy river, of course!

For those unfamiliar with lazy rivers, imagine a pool shaped as a river that loops around the venue and back to the beginning — all the while water jets gently rock you throughout the course. In other words, lazy rivers are awesome!

We spent hours enjoying the sun, libations, and good company. We also found a waterfall into which we pushed whoever was on the doughnut at the time. Needless to say, laughter ensued.

It was not long before we felt the need for sustenance. That’s when the man of the hour suddenly appeared with chicken tenders, and buffalo sauce — just when we thought this bachelor party could not get any better, we spiced things up.

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Tell me, have you ever been on a lazy river? Doughnut, or no doughnut? Chicken tenders, plain or with buffalo sauce?

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Las Vegas | Topgolf

Las Vegas | Topgolf

Still on the same Friday I arrived in Vegas for the Best Man’s Bachelor Party, and after a series of competitive sport events at MGM’s Level Up, we made our way to MGM’s Topgolf for even more athletic fun.

Topgolf is an indoor elevated platform from which players golf into targets below. Imagine a frat guy thinking: “What if we combine golf with a bowling alley and serve beer!?” That’s effectively Topgolf — and it’s awesome!

After ordering an overpriced pitcher and some nachos, we proceeded to spend the next couple of hours swinging clubs with all of our strength and virtually no skill. We may not have a career in professional golf ahead of us, but we sure had fun playing!

We swung and swung until the sun went down, and then we swung some more. In fact, we swung so much that — unbeknownst to me — my shoulder would be sore the following day.

Suddenly, the darkness of night had descended upon us and the bright lights made their debut. But this night we would rest for the following we might not. Exhausted and under the influence of a good time, we headed back to the room.

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Las Vegas | Level Up

Las Vegas | Level Up

After arriving in Las Vegas for the Best Man’s Bachelor Party, we dropped off our luggage at our room in the MGM hotel. Our first stop of the day was a next-level arcade within the MGM aptly named, Level Up.

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Before I proceed to describe the libation-filled events of the weekend, and for those readers under the age of 21 (in the United States), I would like to state clearly that I do not endorse underage drinking. In fact, I myself did not begin drinking until around 23 — needless to say, in moderation. Frankly, it took me a while to acquire the taste for it. That said, I do not think alcohol is inherently bad. If it was, I don’t think Jesus would have turned water into wine. The abusive consumption of alcohol on the other hand, well that can be problematic. In conclusion, drink responsibly. Now back to our story.

Level Up, a sports-themed arcade, could not have been a more appropriate way of inaugurating the Best Man’s bachelor party. He has always been among the most athletic of us, and to this day, remains the most fit. I like to think it’s genetics, and to an extent I’m sure it is, but credit where credit’s due. The man loves sports! For that reason, Level Up was perfect!

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Appropriately, the first priority was to acquire beverages and ensure that the man of the hour was never empty-handed. Upon securing some Blue Moon tallboys (that would be 24oz cans for those international readers), we began with a classic sport, beer pong.

═════ 1. Beer Pong ═════

Our first competition was all about hand-eye coordination — reminiscent of our high school tennis days. A game designed to intoxicate you, and a classic at just about every fraternity in America, Beer Pong is generally guaranteed to yield a fun competitive time. In this case, there was an emphasis on competitive. Cup after cup, we competed fiercely, and after 2 rounds, we were tied leaving the 3rd game for another time.

═════ 2. Basketball ═════

The second sport of the afternoon was actually the Best Man’s favorite sport, Basketball. This is where we deviate. While he is a talented player, and actually made the team back in the day, I could not play to save my life. I love it, I’m just not that good at it.

═════ 3. Billiards ═════

Moving on to sport No. 3, billiards! Fortunately, I am mildly skilled at billiards (or pool). However, after a few drinks, it is less about skill and more about luck. Either way, a fun time — that is, until your teammate makes the 8 Ball ahead of time. That’s ok though, the night was young and we would have plenty of opportunities to redeem ourselves.

═════ 4. Hockey ═════

Lastly, Level Up has a version of foosball that I had never seen before, a Hockey foosball. This sport had somewhat of a steep learning curve, but once I got the hang of it, it became my personal favorite. At this point, competition had turned into camaraderie, and we now played for the fun of it.

═════ 5. Pizza ═════

Pizza is not a sport — I think. But it is a fantastic way to restore some sobriety after an afternoon of endless libations. As such, we headed to a pizzeria for a slice of ‘za. The soon-to-be groom approved with a 2 Thumbs Up rating.

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MGM’s Level Up was a success! We were able to relive our competitive days without the stress of making it to finals. We competed, we consumed libations, and we had a fun time — and this was just the first stop. The day would resume with, you guessed it, more sports. Coming up next, Topgolf.

Tell me, are you a competitive person? Have you ever played beer pong? What do you think of drinking alcohol and what role does it play in your country’s culture?

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Las Vegas | The Best Man’s Bachelor Party

Las Vegas | The Best Man’s Bachelor Party

After waking up at the crack of dawn and navigating the road less traveled for no less than 5 hours, I finally arrived in Las Vegas, Nevada for my best man’s bachelor party — a celebration I would not miss for the world.

This weekend was all about my best man — one of my best and oldest friends. Story time: We met back in high school, freshman year I believe. We were both in Track & Field, Cross Country, and Tennis (we were athletic back then). Throughout the years we stayed in touch, always picking up right where we last left off. As an only child, I imagine this is how having a brother is like.

In the blink of an eye, our youth had vanished, we moved out of our parents’ houses, got jobs, and met the women we would marry. He would go on to be my best man, and now I would find myself in the middle of the desert to bid his bachelor days farewell.

Our headquarters would be based out of the MGM hotel (next to the New York, New York), right on the strip. The gents would then trickle in throughout the rest of Friday. Meanwhile, the Bachelorette and her party gathered just a few hotels down the block for a concurrent (but separate) celebration — we would only meet for Saturday night’s outing.

This would be one for the books and essentially a sequel to the first time we went to Vegas together about 7 years ago, back when we could partake in the excessive intake of libations without suffering from unpleasant symptoms the morning after — but that’s a story for another post. Of course, there is only one way to start any adventure in my book, specially after waking up at 4:00 AM, an ungodly hour of the night.

That would be coffee. Upon finding the man of the hour, his brother, and his best man, we made a stop to get some strong, pour-over, black coffee to fuel the start of the day. He thought it would be funny to photobomb my coffee shot, he missed.

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Tell me, have you ever been to Vegas? If so, have you stayed at the MGM? Do you still keep in touch with your high school friends?

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