Book a Strip Hotel

Go big or go home, eh?

I looked at different on-strip casinos. Most of them are themed and made me think of Disney Land: Excalibur, Luxor, Caesars Palace, Paris, TI, etc. lots of quirky crap to interest families on the off chance that mom and dad will place a bet or two.

I decided on the Mirage. It had hints of the south seas, but was fairly generic and not over loaded with kitsch. I reserved one of the cheapest rooms they had there, facing the pool.

I had fantasies of meeting busty co-eds by the pool and inviting them back to my room for a night cap and kinky sex. It was the only thing that kept me going for the next month until my vacation.

When I finally landed in Vegas, I traveled light. I wore my evening suit, and packed the other items of clothing in my case along with my laptop. I took the shuttle from McCarren airport to the Mirage. I didn't feel like much of a big shot considering how I entered Vegas. And if I felt bad then, my news was about to get worse during my check in.

"I'm sorry sir, it looks like there was a mix up. We rented your room out already. I'm so sorry." The clerk said.