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| - Tabu, I hate you. I really do. Small, crowded, enclosed space with unfriendly and boring people smashed into each other... My husband turned on the charm and bypassed the line, we had reduced admission passes from the casino floor but I was not paying attention and my husband paid full price, $20 for him $10 for me to get us is, not bad. We hit the bar, 2 shots and 2 tiny drinks came to about $50, typical for the Strip. You know when you are trying to get your groove on, sip your drink without spilling it on your sequins and shake your booty without falling out of your big ass heels and somebody bumps you, but you smile and as you look up you realize they aren't smiling? That defines Tabu. My husband was getting all alpha male protective, and I was starting to feel the tequila, so we escaped the stuffy little prison and never looked back.
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