Making the most of the drive from L.A. to Vegas

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When you're ready to party Vegas-style, the miles of desert between Los Angeles and The City That Never Sleeps Where You Can Also Drink In The Street can seem like thousands instead of a mere 270. Here's some tips from me, a seasoned LA/LV jetsetter, on making the most of it.

Trashy Lingerie

402 N La Cienega Blvd, West Hollywood, CA 90048

Stock up on risque clothing before you head out. But you may not want to wear that thong in the car…

Stock up on risque clothing before you head out. But you may not want to wear that thong in the car…

Marie Antoinette: Historically Trashy

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Leave Early (or late)

…because the beautiful babies don’t work the midnight to 6 am shift on a Wednesday.  Seriously.

Start Drinking

No, not in the car, that would be ILLEGAL.  But you can pull over and your passengers (are you the driver?  stop reading!  this fun is not for you) can shotgun a beer while doing a Chinese firedrill.  I just came up with this idea, but it sounds really fun!

HOT Times in Baker

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Guess what. Baker, California (between LA and Vegas) is home to the biggest thermometer in the country. Stop by and take a gander. On second thought, if it’s so damn big, why should you stop? Just look out the window and keep driving.

 

Cross Miles of Desert...

…for a lifetime of fun.

Vegas, Baby!

3655 LAS VEGAS BLVD S LAS VEGAS, NV 89109

Marvel at the Desert Stars

You’re leaving one bright city for one brigther one. Try to get in at least some of your driving at night. Roll down the window and look up. See those twinkly, sparkly lights up there? Those are stars! Aren’t they great?

Start Gambling

Take bets with the other people in your car:


  • Who will get thrown out of the Bellagio
  • How many people you can fit in the shower in your room
  • How many times you can ask the dealer the rules of craps before he stops taking your money

Reminisce About Past Vegas Trips

This is a no brainer, but here’s an example anyway:

“Remember that one time that we were running around the hallways at the Tropicana in our bathing suits with that Spanish guy and your boob fell out and I was like ‘Hey!  Your tit’s out!’ and you looked down and it was but you were like ‘So what?’ and gave me the finger?  Good times.”

Now you try one.

You're There!

So you came down that big hill on I-15.  Passed through Primm, managing not to stop at the outlet mall (maybe on the way home…) and now you’re there!  Vegas, baby!  Drive down the strip.  Park the car.  Check in to the hotel (if you’re even going to need one) and whatever you do, postpone sleep as long as possible.  You’re in Sin City…START SINNING.

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I’ve done this trip many, many times…I’m absolutely taking notes.

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