Petri Dish of Pleasure

On Friday night we decided to get dressed up in suits and Ocean Eleven the living out of Vegas. The first bar we went to was the Voodoo Lounge I mentioned in an earlier post. Once you pay to get in, you’re taken to the 51st floor, and the bar is up there. It was a lame bar (like Jacksons on Jacksons in the city: full of old people… and hookers) but the view was incredible! Our photos and cameras didn’t do it justice. We had 300 degree views of the city, and you could see what LV was really like. There are lights going off in every direction, right to the base of the mountains, which is how it got it’s Petri Dish nickname: it’s like vegas is in a dish, and the lights go all the way to the edge, and then suddenly it’s darkness.

It was about 11pm, and the sky was still full of planes landing, bringing more people in. We decided to leave Voodoo after a bit because seeing some of the most sweetly retarded people in the world dancing wasn’t much fun. We tried to get into Studio 54, but it was closed for renovations. The next club in the MGM we tried was also closed, and the night was looking mediocre. We decided to try one more club in the Venetian: Tao. Holy crap, it was from another planet. It took some bribes, mac checking out a guy’s busted ankle, the rest of us hamming up the aussie accent, and generally pretending we were good football players to get in.
Once we were in, it was the most plush, over the top, yet still banging club I’ve ever seen.As you walk in there were a bunch of bath tubs, covered in lotus flowers. Very zen, very beautiful. Inside some of those bath tubs were ladies, with perfectly placed lotus leaves, washing themselves and generally looking like they were completely cool with dancing in a bath tub in front of the whole club. Inside the bottom level was a 10m tall statue of Buddha, and more opulence. This was just the entrance.

As we went up to the club itself, it was everything you imagine a hot vegas club to be like. Straight out of Entourage (or so I hear: that show is for divs.), there was a great DJ (spinning rock, to hip hop, to new stuff… Super Soak them ho’s anyone? Anyone?... Greg was very sick of using technology.) a heaving dance floor, girls in cages dancing, podiums, and people everywhere! I doubt the photos will turn out perfectly as it wasn’t exactly perfect lighting, but it was one of the best nights I’ve had out. Rather than just being in a bar that was like a Sydney bar, but with weird accents, it was something really unique, and completely fun.

Anyone coming to LV needs to hit up Tao.I’ll post some photos of that night, and the night we hit the tables (pre hot tub) and some random vegas ones. They’ll probably end up at the beginning of the post again.