2nd Trip to Atlantic City

This trip to AC was sort of the opposite of the first one. This time around it started out great but the ending kind of sucked and the last time things started kind of sucky but ended up being fun. Just a friendly warning that this post is probably gonna be kinda long but there are some pretty pictures in it for you along the way.

This time around we caught the train to Jersey because my friend 'M' got some kind of hook-up through some guy she didn't really know for a free room. And so the trouble began. We waited around the lobby of the hotel for this guy who M had never actually met to come and sign us in for the room because she didn't know if it was reserved under his name or hers (it was under his). There were 4 of us girls and suddenly there were 4 of those guys too....that stench you smell is a set up. They offered to walk us to our room and carry our bags but unfortunately it didn't end there. Somehow they ended up making themselves annoyingly comfortable INSIDE our room. One dude had the nerve to stretch out on the bed and put his crusty sneakers on the comforter WE have to sleep on and talk on his cell phone. Really asshole? UGH!

The girls and I sat by the window trying to figure out subtle ways to get them to leave. Eventually we told them that my friend L needed to change clothes and they left. But not before pretending that they couldn't find the fourth room key. Umm, are you serious? You really thought we were gonna let you leave that room with one of the keys to our room?! FUCK OUTTA HERE!!! Not surprising after M told us that he asked the woman at the desk for 5 keys when there were only 4 of us staying in the room. Fuckery I tell you. SMH

View from the window in our room.

So once we ditched those losers we decided to walk along the boardwalk to find some food which was great until the seagulls kept trying to attack us. There was one in particular that kept inching closer and closer to us when we were trying to eat. And they have a habit of flying uncomfortably close to your head. My friend L was literally a step away from being pooped on. I swear, had she been up a foot further it would've landed right on her head. Needless to say we ate indoors for the next meal. After that we went to this mall called the Pier and caught a water show which was pretty cool before heading to the liquor store. Did I mention those guys kept calling M trying to hook up and hang out with us during the day and at night? Eww, get lost.

This slice of pizza was bigger than my head...truly

This was in the liquor store...very cool if you ask me.

Quick side note: How is it possible that they don't have fried dough in Atlantic City? None that I saw anyway. I swear these places either have funnel cake or fried dough but never both. Fried dough is so much better by the way. And did my friend L really ask 'what is fried dough'? Unreal...I can't.

Then came the magic dress incident. Have you all heard of this thing? The magic dress/skirt thing can be tied in all these different ways so that it ends up being a bunch of different dresses in one. It's actually pretty cool once you figure out how to tie it (I'm still working on it). All of us except J got one because she couldn't find a color she liked. Then on the way out we saw one on the mannequin at the door that we all loved. It was freaking perfect. At first we were all kind of playing around about who wants it or was anyone gonna switch, yadda yadda. Then it ended up being J and L trying to decide. Apparently J saw it first (according to M, I'm actually not sure) and since she didn't have one I figured it would be no big deal for her to have it. Then when no one staked claim L grabbed it and went to the cashier and switched for the one she had. J was pissed, obviously. L didn't really care too much.

This was from the water show at The Pier.

To top off the night we went to party at mur.mur in the Borgata (yay!). Now I know what mur.mur Mondays are all about. It was SO much fun. That is until M lost her phone. This may sound bad but I'm glad she lost it towards the end of the night because if she lost it earlier it would've ruined the fun completely. L, M and I spent our last half our or so staring at the floor looking for a phone. J had disappeared with some guy she met. I wonder how her boyfriend felt about that...hmm. Turns out she was just upstairs in the casino and he was unsuccessful in his attempts to get her to go back to his room but still. Anyway, we waited around for the club to close but they wouldn't allow us to go back in to look for the phone. After sitting there for who knows how long they told us we had to check with security in the morning to see if anyone turned it in. Fine, whatever. One thing that pissed me off was the fact that L and I seemed to be looking harder for M's phone than she was and then she had the nerve to catch an attitude talking about how it doesn't effect us the same and we don't understand because it's not our phone missing. Really? So why the fuck are we sitting around after the let out for an hour or more trying to find YOUR phone? Ugh.

This how our night started by the way. Lovely adult beverages.

Anyway, we left after a while and L and I were both hungry so we stopped at a little corner spot. J wanted to go back to the room because by this time it was almost 6am and she had to leave AC early to catch the train back to Philly and go to work. Why she scheduled herself to work the next day I don't know but hey, get your money girl. M on the other hand was just stank about it which pissed me off again. I didn't get anything because I still had pizza from earlier in the room but L looked around for a while before getting something. M was all like 'is it really that serious? do you have to eat right now?' and she went with J back to the room. Again, really? After this girl sat around a hotel for over an hour trying to find your phone you can't even wait 5 or 10 minutes for her to buy a sandwich? Cut the bullshit.

The next morning we went to the hot tub and the pool then we checked out. We went back to the security office at the Borgata but no one turned in the phone. No clue what happened to it but whatever. I was over it from the first little hint of M's attitude and claiming that we didn't care or understand. Fuck your phone dude, seriously.

Like I said, everything was pretty great up until the end. Even the crazy birds which I'm sure we'll all be laughing about for a while. And if you've never had apple dumplings with ice cream you should. It tastes like hot apple pie with ice cream....yummy!

Atlantic City Trip Review

My friend Jo somehow won a free room for a night at Harrah's in Atlantic City so she decided to do a girl's night...yay! I'm not sure how she won it, I think she just filled out her info for one of their rewards cards. Anyway, 5 of us drove down Tuesday night for our little mini vacation and it was....interesting.

A word of advice, if you plan on going clubbing in AC, don't go on a Tuesday. We learned that the hard way. The website for Harrah's showed that they have a nightclub around their pool which looked really fun, we failed to notice that the nightclub isn't open on Tuesdays. And what made it worse was that there was a group of seniors from the College of NJ there on a trip who had I guess reserved or rented out the pool/nightclub for the night. We basic stood their like losers wishing we could go in but it was a private event so the security said we couldn't. After a while we noticed a lot of people leaving so we convinced ourselves that the party sucked anyway.

After finding out that the buffet was $30 per person, we ate the cheapest thing we could which was pizza and subs. Fun times. Then we went back to our room and called a bunch of hotels nearby (Borgata, Trump Marina, etc.) to see if they had nightclubs open and they all said the same thing...No. A few of them told us that our best bet was to go on the main strip and find a bar to go to because most of the clubs are closed on Tuesdays. After sitting around feeling defeated for deciding to come on the ONE night where nothing was open we were finally able to find out that Dusk at Caesar's was open. I think someone from one of the other hotels told us that was the only place she knew of.

Now that we weren't feeling so pathetic we mixed some drinks then headed out on our merry way. Did I mention the fact that it was about 40 some odd degrees and drizzling? No, well it was. It had stopped raining by the time we left but it was still pretty chilly out and our slutty club dresses didn't help the situation. Once we actually got to Caesar's we were still a little nervous about how the night would go because it was pretty deserted but once we actually went down into the club we were pleasantly surprised.

The place was packed (probably because it was the only thing open so people didn't have much of a choice as to where to go) and the music was really good....for the first few hours anyway. The DJ was great, the only problem was that he didn't play the songs long enough which I hate. He would put on a good song then only let it play for like 30 seconds or something ridiculous like that. The really good news is that there were cuties galore in there. And I exchanged numbers with one cutie who just so happens to be from Philly....how convenient!

Anyway, once the music got sucky we went back to our room and went to sleep. Then in the morning these simple broads wanted to go to the pool. *sigh* They set the alarm for 7am when the pool opened so we could go before we left. I kept my ass in bed, fuck a pool. Especially at that time. On a side note, you need ID to get into the pool at Harrah's because it has a bar and kids aren't allowed.

All in all, we ended up having a really nice time. Next time we go to AC we're definitely trying to stay at Caesar's but the Borgata is still my main hotel goal. Someday....