Fuck Tao. Fuck Rain. Fuck Prive. Fuck Drais. Fuck Tryst. Ok...maybe not Tryst. I do like that place. But seriously, It's all about VooDoo Lounge. You can't beat a party on a rooftop (51st floor to be exact) in Vegas. Also, drinks were like $10. Awesome. And the people? Easy going and rad. No pretentious douchebags like the Strip. No hoity toity bouncer judging you at the door. You can wear anything and get right on in (thank God people still had some class though and didn't wear Jesus sandals or anything). It's not as sleazy as MGM's Studio 54 but just as classy as the other clubs on the Strip. And get this, they were bumpin' 80's on the inside while the outside rooftop was doing top 40 mash-ups. Nice.
Honestly, can you beat the view of Vegas at night and the drunken breeze that blows through your carefully constructed hair? Nope. Didn't think so.