Figured out why Vegas seems bad for daygame

In a couple posts I wondered about being a player in Vegas. From my vague memories, mostly in the big casinos, it seemed like it might be a pretty decent place for it. Low cost, lots of tourist churn. But I figured out the problem, for daygame: almost no one goes outside, apart from a very small part of the Strip.

Most of Vegas consists of very long, very wide boulevards that discourage pedestrian traffic. In normal cities, there are sections where people get out of their cars and walk. If a player can live in or very close to one of these areas, he’ll have good logistics. I live within walking distance of two good bars, so for dates I meet chicks at the further one, then walk closer, then try to bounce her back (depending on how likely she seems for the lay). Suburbia rarely offers this dynamic, because everyone is in their cars, which reduces the rate of normal interaction and ease of logistics.

Vegas, however, has nowhere to walk except inside the casinos themselves and in a very small part of the strip. A guy who lives in Vegas could probably walk the Strip, picking up chicks, but he’ll have no way to walk them back to his place, because there is nowhere to live nearby. He’d almost certainly have to do some driving. The big condo complexes don’t have bars or coffee shops in their ground floors, so anytime a guy wants to go on a date, he has to drive to the date. Then get his girl to drive to his place. A logistical nightmare that will discourage casual sex.

Even for nightgame guys, you have to stay in the casino / club complex to get good logistics. That’s great for vacation but not good as a place to live. My guess is that guys who live in Vegas, end up online a lot, or hit the clubs and parties most of the time. Do a lot of girls land in Vegas, then fire up Tinder to line up dates? Seems plausible, but I will defer to guys who live in Vegas on that. I’ve also never been much into nightgame. I did some when I was younger but didn’t like getting hammered. Check out this report from Pancake Mouse for Vegas nightgame details. He says:

>> We hit up the gym and traded some Tinder tips. My buddy showed me some of the girls he has closed from Tinder and my jaw dropped. This guy is overweight, bald, and Indian, with a strong accent. He looks actually worse than many of the guys here complaining about not getting laid.

>> Fellas, this fucking Indian guy is closing girls HOTTER THAN YOU ARE. 6.5s to 7.5s. The occasional 8. And all because he has hustled to improve his Tinder photos, bio, text game, and date game. He also moved from St. Louis to Vegas to concentrate on improving at Game. The next time some Indian guy claims he can’t get girls, I will pistol whip him with this guy’s story.

I only did one real open, on a Latina-looking chick with big tits who stared at me like a piece of steak while we were walking past each other, so that I had to say hi and give it a shot. Too strong an IOI to ignore. She was responsive but claimed she had a boyfriend and refused the number, despite being into the interaction. She might be the kind of girl who turns out to be hot or turns out to be fat, but I’m not going to find out.

Jane Jacobs described the problems with long, wide boulevards in The Death and Life of Great American Cities. Humans like short blocks and cities that mix retail and housing, so that most of what typical people want is within walking distance (a grocery store, a bar, etc.). Human-scale neighborhoods encourage interaction and walking, things that are key to players. You can’t really open a chick as she zooms past you in her car. The way most people live is antithetical to a good, connected life, as most people live in detached houses in distant suburbs where they have to drive everywhere. The only thing they can do at night is watch TV. I don’t watch TV. Why watch TV, when you can read or have sex?

Many Americans are miserable because they live in distant suburbs, then ruin their bodies in long, traffic-filled car commutes, then get back at night just to repeat the same boring process the next day.

In Vegas, a player probably could do daygame on casino floors, at least for a while, but I wonder if security would kick out daygamers. The casinos are these massive, self-enclosed fortresses. Again, the opposite of the human-scale cities where daygamers thrive.

My family sees me as pretty weird. I’m not fat. They like going to bars in Vegas… to get drunk… not really talk to new people… yell at each other… wake up hungover… then go eat more. Pretty boring and expensive in my view. I can be extremely profligate in some areas (e.g. I have paid for sex) but extremely frugal in others, especially around housing and transportation. I think most guys don’t have the ability to look into their souls and realize they buy the expensive cars and houses they do to attract women… but there are far cheaper, smarter ways to get to that end game.

I see the average guy as hopelessly frustrated and frustrated without understanding the situation he’s in.

My family also makes fun of me for my food habits, love of the gym, and love of biking (I rode the shitty, shitty bikeshare in Vegas… Lime and Jump are badly needed). I think a lot of people think I’m kind of insane. Sometimes I wonder if I’m the sane one, and everyone else is crazy: I want to live a socially connected life that respects and enhances bodily integrity. Everyone else seems to want to live a disconnected life that destroys the human body.