Posted Tue, Oct 16, 2012 by The Mittani
But in 2012 we had the hookup. Vegas - the real Vegas, or so it seems to me now - runs entirely on connections. We happened to have two mid-high rollers in our crew this year, and the gilded doors to debauchery this opened showed us the Vegas of legend. One of our boys won $32k while so drunk he could barely play blackjack; the other somehow won $18k at craps. Instead of a hotel room, we stayed at the Wynn Tower Suites in a suite which was larger than my old apartment in DC; the sponge in their shower (which had three shower-heads) was literally a dead sea-creature. True luxury, Vegas-style, is washing off a night's party-sweat with the corpse of an aquatic animal - that and restaurant-quality room service at five in the morning with a full menu. On Saturday night after the official reception, GENTS and Goonswarm held a private 'scotch party' in this palatial suite which lasted until six in the morning, which more varieties of quality scotch than I could count; I stuck with the Glenlivit 18, the Oban 14, and the Laphroaig 18 - the Glenlivet was the best, to my mind.
The time dislocation is one of the most unreal aspects of a Vegas bender. Casinos are designed to insulate you from your sense of time; windows are rare, and the restaurants do not close. Playing craps at the Bellagio with four Elvis impersonators in full costume, drinking an endless supply of mojitos delivered to you by scantily-clad cocktail waitresses, and then going to a restaurant at 1:00 AM and gorging yourself on lobster and duck because your friend hasn't used his $350 worth of daily comps from the casino - it's the kind of debauchery that leaves one bleary-eyed and exhausted. And to that was on a ‘Sunday’, as if which day is which matters in Vegas.
Like with Fanfest, if you go to Eve Vegas and focus on 'Eve Online' you're doing it wrong. There was indeed a conference where players and devs gave presentations about the game; I gave a talk on Sov Warfare, but it was a little alarming how many people actually listened to these speeches rather than skipping out to gamble or party. I am biased, of course, because of the 15+ speaker slots I only attended two - my own speech, and one immediately after. It's hard to justify listening to Eve talks when you've been out until 6am the night before and are trying to recharge to do it again. The same rule applies to Fanfest, of course - but there’s not much partying to be had in Reykjavik in the middle of the day during Eve presentations, when at Vegas there’s always something interesting to do.
Regarding the presentations, there was even a Jerry Springer-esque drama to liven things up. The admins of 'Eve Skunk', a website that posts alliance mails from most entities in Eve, was scheduled to give a talk - but the website had been run by two partners, and just before the event they had a catastrophic falling-out. In the midst of the presentation by one partner, the other interrupted, and a bitter verbal catfight erupted between the two speakers to the amusement and titillation of the attendees.
By Monday afternoon I found myself relaxing at a pool and drinking beer with Zastrow and CCP Guard, soaking up some sun and slowly leaching the food and alcohol out of my system. This was my first time at a Vegas pool, and it should be a mandatory afternoon drill for the serious visitor; now that I know what I've been missing, the Vegas pools will be the first stop after a hangover-recovery breakfast each day. Hangover breakfasts, of course, take place at an hour others might accidentally conflate with 'lunchtime' in another city.