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 | 	- ** Club Review**
We went to Lavo as a joke because my friends had free admission and line passes. We are not "club" people, but figured it would be a good way to see Palazzo and see what Lavo was all about. I called ahead to see if cameras were allowed. I was told they were, but got some resistance as we were coming into the club. (I did get the camera in). I guess they were afraid we would snap a paparazzi pic of some random celeb there and call Tmz.. I only wanted to take pics of myself and my friends on vacation. We were ushered upstairs to the club where we paid $13 per drink. There is really nowhere to sit as all the tables/seats are reserved for crazy people who are willing to pay three, four or five times as much for bottles of liquor then they would at the local liquor store. Now I like Grey goose as much as the next person, but for $375 a bottle, the goose can suck it. Lol. There was also $6,000 (yes that was six thousand dollar) bottle of Cognac. Who's drinking that??? P diddy?? Insane. You can sit at the reserved tables until someone more important (or more stupid willing to get hosed paying for alcohol) comes in to sit there. Standing room only ensues as the night goes on, and as you know, standing in one place on your feet in Vegas, for hours, is never a good thing. The dance floor is teeny and tight, and they were playing music from the early 90's. Mary J remixes, old 50 cent, crazy old stuff. I thought in Vegas in a cutting edge, trendy club, the dj would be more on it with some recent tunes. The drinks were good, but not for the price. All in all it was a funny experience watching all these young rich kids trying to out buy their friends with liqour on their tables to impress the girls. Comical. All around you saw sausage fests- 5 or 6 guys sitting alone around a table full of expensive alcohol.  I would rather been dressed down in jeans at a crazy fun bar, or dueling pianos, or at toby keiths on a good night.
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