Vegas, day 3

Day 3 started the same way as day 2: extremely hung over. However this day it didn’t seem to slow me down as much as the day before. Got up around noon-ish met up with the dudes in the lobby for a big day of shooting guns.

This was something I was really looking forward to. Not being a big gambler, I have to be a little more creative in the ways I try to sin. We took a car over to the gun store, one of Vegas more well known places to shoot a gun. Right away, the place is pretty hilarious. Surrounded by automatic weapons as well as some heavier artillery, it can be a little bit nerve racking, especially because you can hear people shooting automatic weapons in the range beside the store.

So you get in line, they ask you what you want to shoot – I chose an AK-47 – they give you the clip then you choose a target. Most of the targets are very anti-terrorist but there’s a few in their that are just wild cards, including one that looks like AC Slater about to punch you in the face.

Most of us chose an AK-47 but I know there was an M-16 thrown in there as well (which, for the record seemed to have a more impressive black then the AK, also, the AK did jam up a few times like it’s notorious for). Once we got in the range the butterflies started acting up a bit. Shooting a gun is fun because you know you shouldn’t be doing it. It’s like when you’re a kid and you get your hands on fire crackers. Because it’s a bit dangerous, it’s pretty exhilarating. The trigger is like a feather, you touch it down and 5 bullets fly out. The kick back is pretty serious too. So much so that Greg almost flew back when he first shot it. The safety guy had to hold him up. After you’re done shooting it though you’re amped. It’s a serious rush.

After shooting a gun we met up with the rest of the guys then headed down to the old strip. Not really much to say about this. The old strip is basically just a giant tourist trap, and at the end of it, you kind of end up in a crap part of Las Vegas. I had heard good things about it but it didn’t really do much to me.

Right around now is when my camera died, so despite going out one last night to a club where Paul Oakenfold was Djing, I don’t have any photos of it. I also didn’t sleep that night as we had to hop on a plane at 7 in the morning. Got back to Vancouver and crashed out the entire day. All in all an amazing trip, one of the best weekends I’ve had in a while. Thanks again to everyone who organized it.

Going to really try and make an effort now to start documenting things around Vancouver again. Winter is almost over here so I feel like my hibernation is due to end as well.