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OK clearly this is almost a replay of the movie “The Hangover”. I went on an overnight trip to Las Vegas back in 2014 with my sister and brother-in-law and got a deal at the old Circus Circus hotel so we decided to spend the night there. Our goal was to party the night out at Drai’s after hours so we hurried to the club immediately after checking in.
We got a table service and ordered a huge bottle of vodka and some pulutan. What happens next we did not expect. We drank the night away and invited some girls to our table. Since I had a couple with me I decided to go to the dance floor with the girls and mingled with the other guests. We were all having a great time actually – the drinks, the chatter, the dance floor, the photo-op – it was a blast, until the alcohol kicked in.
The next thing I remember it was 10AM and I was seriously hugging a toilet, barfing my innards out at some place I do not know. I went through the door and finally saw my sis and bro-in-law waiting for me at the breakfast table – we were at Denny’s. I remember being so confused and incoherent at the time, trying to make sense of what happened that night. Seriously I had amnesia at the time (even ’til now, I still can’t remember most of the events) She asked me where my wallet and cellphone were just to scare me off a bit and gave them to me right away, so I was thankful nothing serious happened.
After brunch we went to the Vegas strip to do what tourists normally do and went for dinner at Bacchanal Buffet at Caesars Palace (it’s only the best buffet in Vegas). While in the car going to Bacchanal that’s when I started to feel a bad hangover and that’s also when I checked my wallet just to find out if nothing’s really lost. Oh my f*$(#&* s#@* everything was there except for my $1000 pocket money. I just had been in the US for 3 days so I hadn’t spent that much yet, so there goes my one f*&$#@( grand. I started to panic and hate myself and announced in the car what I just lost. Of course my sis and bro panicked as well and started to figure out what really happened. That was the longest ride of my life, thinking of the things could’ve bought or invested on with that stupid $1K.
To make things worse, my hangover kicked in badly while at the buffet. I was there at the best and arguably one of the most expensive buffet in Vegas, nauseous, unable to think and constantly running to the bathroom to barf the food I just ate. We tried to forget what happened for a while but to me the cash I just lost and my nauseous hangover was all that mattered.
After dinner we decided to retrace our steps and find out what exactly happened, hoping we could still find the cash before leaving for San Francisco. Went back to Circus Circus to check the lost and found section (as if, but just to make sure) and checked with hotel security if they noticed something or if they could let us view the cctv recordings. Of course, security said NO since we had to file a police report first which we didn’t have the time for. When I insisted, security just told me I should’ve just have been a responsible adult. Which made me so mad. I mean, isn’t Vegas a place for immature adults to just drink and play, not minding anything since what happens in V stays there? I just said something stupid and walked away.
We then headed to the hotel lobby to wait for valet and that’s when I finally realized I could check my phone for evidences. The pics the night before were just all about partying and nice chicks, nothing about me losing my money. When I viewed the last picture I suddenly had goosebumps. I don’t know, but I think she’s the one. The pic had me and another lady I vaguely remember taking a selfie together with her covering her eyes up. I don’t know but I think she’s the one just because I have shivers whenever I see the photo.
‘Til now I have the same questions. Do you think she’s the culprit? I think I was seriously drugged because I never felt having that drunk blackout before. Someone should’ve dropped cocaine on my drink. Do you think I was drug-raped?
Beat that! What’s your stupid travel blunder?
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