LINE PASS: Rapid transit

Crawling home after Nite Tours

Justin Jimenez

Then, about a month ago, I met Darin Feth, president and CEO of Nite Tours International, and that vow began to break. He swore to me his fleet of party buses and his brand of club crawl redefined the concept. He was just so damned nice I couldn't say no, and in the end—which turned out to be the middle of the tour—it couldn't have been more hysterical.

We met the group at Triq, where wristbands were handed out and 2-for-1 drinks got the night off to a giggly start, which allowed me to not think twice at being asked to sign a waiver to forego my health.

My fiancée and I were two of around 20, and in about two hours she was going to regret ever saying yes to my proposal. Gus, our fearless tour leader, gave us the two essential rules for the night: Don't be a prick, and don't be an ass. (I would eventually break both.) He then proceeded to pop four bottles of champagne, though the group of frat boys in the back opted for beer, all provided with the tour. The bus itself was superb—flat screens, a bar, comfy seats and a stripper pole (actually I think it's a hand rail, but it didn't matter after the bubbly). Our goal: Four nightclubs, six hours. I came in at three clubs, four hours (Tuaca is to blame). I hear the others made it.

No line passes here; we literally walked right into every club on a Saturday night. Even armed with the business card of a nightlife writer, I don't get in this fast. After Triq it was VooDoo, and just for laughs we made a pit stop at the Las Vegas sign to take a picture–something no self-respecting local can do but secretly wants to. Then it was off to Light, and I supposed if I made it that far I could have gone along to Ivan Kane's Forty Deuce with the same kind of treatment.

The kicker is the price: $89. Doing the math, the cover alone came to about $60, not including front of the line (add in about $40 to each club); taxi would have run at least $30; and the empty bottle of champagne must have gone for at least $20.

"Everybody wins," said Feth, now entering his eighth month in Vegas after over a decade in the industry. "We do this around the world. We provide a great business to the clubs, and they take care of us right back. That relationship allows our pricing to be the best while also providing the best experience for the consumer."

The tour also has several buses and trolleys running at once, hitting the entire gamut of A-list clubs around town, so no crawl is the same. It offers the traditional bachelor and bachelorette parties, in addition to the growing trend of divorce parties, and even themed parties if togas are your thing. There are casino crawls for the gamblers, finding all the slot tournaments on any given night, elite party transit included. In June, Feth will introduce Mob Tours, a historical look into the mafia hangs in Sin City, while providing cocktails along the way.

But overall, it was the service that made the night amusing. Apparently, I was the only one who thought my dancing was funny; getting The Look from the fiancée prompted the early departure. But Darin and Gus seemed to be the only ones not irritated with my behavior. They were all about it. Bender or not, I haven't seen a better deal or more efficient way to go club-hopping, whether you're a local or visitor, a clubber or a civilian. Find more debauchery at www.NiteTours.com.


Justin Jimenez firmly believes we should draft beer, not people. And he always sees better through the bottom of an empty glass. The associate editor for Las Vegas Magazine, he can be reached at
[email protected].

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