In which my love for Harrah's grows

I'm headed out to Vegas for a week this summer with Keenan and Nelly and can hardly wait.  Eventhough all three of us are on a shorter leash than normal this summer, money-wise, I know we're still gonna have a good time.  All three of us are the kind to make our own party wherever we go.  And since at least two of us are insomniac vampires, Vegas, a true 24/7 city, is teh awesome.

Anyways, a little while back I was pricing out airfare.  We're gonna be in the craziness from June 26-July 1.  But airfare and flight times on the 26th sucked.  A lot.  So I investigated my options.  I could save a boatload of money, leave at a better time, and fly on my preferred airline (which means free upgrades to first class) if I left a day before everyone else.  So guess what I did?  Damn skippy, I booked a flight for the 25th.

But now the dilemma of where to stay that wouldn't wipe out my airline savings?  At first I just contemplated playing in a poker room somewhere until my partners-in-degeneracy arrived.  But that could be a risky strategy given that I'm on a budget and have adopted a new style of bankroll management this summer while I try to actually pay some bills with my pokering monies.  And the fact that I'd have to hang at the casino for a good 24 hours before anyone showed up...maybe even longer until we got our swanky suite at the Palazzo.  Doable, but I'd prefer not to.

I've been looking around and the best I could find anywhere was $130 at MGM (poker room rate, which would mean I would have to play 4 hours there.  Likely not a problem, but...  not the best deal).  Decided to call up Harrah's and give them my number to see if they could hook me up.  And not only did they hook me up, they hooked me up in style.

So on the night of the 25th, I'll be staying at the Rio...at a very discounted rate.  Huzzah!