Okay, when I landed in Las Vegas' McCarran Airport on February 9 at roughly noon (their time), it marked my 16th trip to Vegas.
Trip #17 is coming next month, Trip #18 is booked for May. I promised myself that Trip #20 would be done in 2020. I don't gamble much but I have many friends who do - both low-rollers and high-rollers - and I am willing to bet (okay, a wager here and there) that they will find some sort of gambling significance in that whole "20 in 2020" sequence. Just sayin'...
With seven months left to play with after May, well, let's just say that's pretty do-able. In fact, I mean, we're talking Vegas so wouldn't Trip #21 make even more sense? (Shut up. Just agree. I know 2021 actually makes more sense for Trip 21. But six trips in one year? Epic!)
But let's get back to Trip 16 - that February 9 to 16 trip - for a couple of reasons. One, it's now my third-annual Birthday Week in Vegas. 2018 was at the Excalibur. 2019 was at The LINQ. Both of those are located on the main Las Vegas Strip. And this year, it was at the Downtown Grand, just steps off Fremont Street in grand old Downtown Vegas. That choice was made, based on a video by British Vegas vlogger named Matt Bridger. Much more on the Downtown Grand and Grandmaster Bridger in a moment or two. (You see that clever wordplay there? No? Good for you because it wasn't even remotely clever.)
But Night One would prove to be an interesting one, involving the consumption of beer.
So what? Well, here's the thing. One, we had never met in person. And two, Mark is a macro drinker. In Canada, he loves his Labatt Blue, which was my mainstay beverage for decades before I got into craft beer. In Vegas, this man has a nose for finding Bud at a buck a bottle in countless places. He's like a Buck Bud Bloodhound. (Seriously, try saying that three times fast.)
But Mark's whole gig is "Doing Vegas As Cheaply As Possible" and given the rise in his YouTube subscribers, there are a lot of people who would like to do exactly that - the Vegas thing for less dough. So I would say he's onto something good here. The whole point of being on YouTube is creating something people want to watch. He has. Mark can correct me if I'm wrong but when I started following last Summer, I think he had maybe 300 subscribers. He just hit 1,600. That's a helluva jump in a very short time. (I'll do the Math for you - that's over 500 per cent.)
Now since this is NOT the beer blog, I'll tell you what Mark and I drank both at Banger Brewing and Chicago Brewing in 4 Queen's Hotel and Casino in my next beer one, as well as what I drank flying solo.
But I appreciate what Mark did for me that night and lemme tell you why. If your whole gig is "doing Vegas as thriftily as possible," then craft beer does not come into play. It simply costs too much. Because we were meeting for the first time, he stepped way out of his comfort zone, just to be a good buddy. Yeah, there was a Group-On coupon involved but still, that's just a good deal for craft beer. Not a good deal for regular beer drinkers at all.
This dude tried all sorts of new and crazy tasting beers when, dammit, you knew all he wanted was a Bud. And Mark, I'll tell you this for free. The first time I tried an India Pale Ale, many years before I dove into craft beer and was a Blue drinker, would you like to know what my reaction was? Unfiltered, like Anastas does? "This doesn't even taste like fahkin beer."
Being part of a vlog was a chance to get some interaction from viewers and while you always hope people aren't dicks, we all know the reality of the Internet anonymity.
In fact, some British dude named james82 kind of nailed it. He said, "Felt like I was listening in to two blokes enjoying a chat and a few beers. Nice change to see a relaxed vlog." And the thing is, having been there first-person, that's exactly how it felt. We just met, Mark was way outside his comfort zone beer-wise and yet, even when I watched it, it felt like we had known each other for 25 years or something. Taping that vlog with Mark felt like the most natural thing in the world to me. And that, my friends, is the power of these YouTube Vegas vlogs. I hide in the shadows of words though I do clearly identify myself. They, on the other hand, are front and centre, talking to you personally. I think that takes guts.
And you know what? Next time we meet in Vegas, I'll spend some time drinking Bud with him. I'm no beer snob. If it has water, hops, barley malts and yeast involved in the brewing process, dammit, I'll do it. Might not enjoy it as much as my favourite craft brews but I owe him. He did it for me. And, of course, I'll link to his vlog at the end of this. I think his one with me was just north of 800 views. Sounds good but Mark can easily get 1,500 views just on a simple room walk-through so that's his real audience.
Okay, time to talk about the Downtown Grand Hotel and Casino, which is basically about three minutes off Fremont Street. Now I can't remember if I booked my Birthday Week there before or after I saw a video from famed British Vegas Vlogger Matt Bridger. Because he had some pretty high praise for the hotel, I suspect probably the latter. It doesn't really matter either way because it was everything he said and more. As well, he has since filmed a separate walk-through of the Downtown Grand, which I'll attach at the end.
This has a much smaller casino than the other hotels on Fremont Street but not being much of a gambler, I was fine with that. It was the little extras that I loved here. A super-friendly young man at the check-in front desk instantly offered me a room fridge, to which I happily said, "Ummm, okay..."
Did I use my fridge? Hell yeah, I got some of my medicine in there immediately - a six-pack of New Belgium Juicy Haze IPA and another sixer of Sierra Nevada Fantastic Haze Imperial IPA. And it is medicinal. Those meds cure the shit out of sobriety.
Now I'll get back to the Downtown Grand in a second because it's such a great spot but part of their complex is a Hogs & Heifers Saloon. Now, of course, because their clientele leans towards the motorcycle crowd, I guess their reputation isn't what you'd call sterling.
And while I will sidestep this legal dispute altogether, I knew I had to go into Hogs & Heifers at least once in case they, well, vacated in the future. I know of them all too well but have never seen one. So I did. During the daylight hours, of course. Their craft beer selection was limited, of course, but they had Lagunitas IPA, which now being owned by Heineken, is half craft-half not. Good enough for me in a gin-joint like this.
And man, what a blast! I was there for a few hours, just soaking in the environment. Think the Coyote Ugly bar at New York New York Hotel and Casino but with a much rougher edge. The waitresses will happily and freely insult you and to quote that great philosopher Mr T, I pity dah fool brazenly stupid enough to come onto one. She'd probably kick the shit out of you herself and then toss the bloody, pulpy remains to a bouncer to finish off the job. Of course, I loved it there. Every Vegas trip seems some degree of rowdy fun. Just a bit of crazy.
Okay, back to the Downtown Grand. This is certainly a smaller casino than most I've seen in Vegas. Again, I'm not much of a gambler but when I watched a Matt Bridger video (two, actually) on the place, it seems to have many of the slots he prefers and what I have learned from all these Vegas vlogs is the right slots are key.
I mean, I'll throw in $20 here and there to kill time but I have no idea if what I'm seeing is good or bad. Slot machine screens that look like a dog's breakfast to me all of sudden have all these connecting lines that add up to some coin. And I have no idea how. It's a little like watching Figure Skating at the Olympics. You see someone do all the spins and you think, "Wow, that's pretty impressive." Suddenly, the announcer comes on and says, "Oh, I doubt she'll recover from that critical faux pas." And you're like, "I don't get this at all." That's me and slot machines. I'm just there to drink good beers, enjoy the environment and escape reality, if even for a week. But yeah, I'll throw $20 in a machine.
But that brings us to the drink service at the Downtown Grand. I would just be at a machine, having a smoke, checking out Twitter and drinking a beer and - no joke - every five minutes, some nice young lady was by, asking how my drink was doing. At first, I said, no, all good here. Because really, unless you're gambling, you shouldn't accept drink service. About halfway through the week, it dawned on me that I could make this a win-win. So one day, I said, sure, I'll have a Dogfish Head 60 Minute IPA and minutes later, she showed up with one. She got $5 tip every single time and I got a beer. Then my drink service got even better! Because it's a smaller casino, the ladies serving were there that much faster. I forgot to ask their names - there was just a few different ones through the week - but one made me laugh when she asked if I was a big Canadian musician.
Which brings me to Freedom Beat, their restaurant-bar. You'll read more about this place in my next beer one because besides both an east and west coast IPA, they also had a Peanut Butter Stout that was pretty much craft beer porn.
Okay, from 2 to 5 in the afternoon and again, 2 to 5 in the wee hours, ALL beers and appetizers were half-price. So $8 pints suddenly became $4 pints. They got to know me VERY well. I ate there, I drank there. I can live off appetizers. Yeah, sure, I went onto Fremont during the day and night. But I always came back. The staff was outstanding, most of them remembered me instantly. (Again, probably the hair.) But Matt Bridger was right. The Downtown Grand is fantastic. I will absolutely be back in the late Summer or early Autumn. But what a great guest experience. Back with the beer blog! Oh, here's Pennys4Vegas vlog about our Banger Brewing fun right here: Pennys Does Craft Beer! And here's Matt Bridger's Walk-Through so you can see where I stayed: Matt Goes Downtown Grand. His history at the beginning is awesome!
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