I know several people that have done/been to BPs in Vegas, the nice thing there was: those that wanted to stay out all night and party could, those that wanted to call it quits could. Vegas: the town the never sleeps.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming: "Yeah Baby! What a Ride!"