Greg was itching to lose some money today. We started out in our own casino, walking from the elevator, across in front of the “dealertainers” (dealers dressed up like celebrities… but most only have a passing resemblance… with a nametag) and over to the blackjack table. After winning about $30 (any amount of money on the table made me nervous because I think in terms of how long it took and what had to be done to earn that money) Greg told me the odds were unusually bad. We moved on to craps where Greg won another $60 or $70 before he left the table. (I kept thinking his luck would run out and a total of $100 won was good enough for me).
We moved to penny slots where we had a $5.00 credit as a bonus for signing up for something. Over the next hour or so, we slowly, but surely lost it all (but it was fun and not our money).
Ready to get out of the casino, we ventured across the street to Caesar’s Palace where we waited in line for their lunch buffet (we were coming to the close of our 24 hour gorge).
Caesar's Palace
Most of the casinos had some sort of cool or fancy way to enter... but once you were in, you are more or less trapped (of course, that's the way they want it). Often, the way in isn't the way out.
While the deserts were fancy and the crème brulee tasty, there weren’t as many choices as we had had at the Flamingo or at Harrah’s. So after our first lunch, we raced back across the street to the Imperial to partake in our last of 5 meals (in 24 hours). After 2nd lunch and an afternoon rest, we left our casino again to walk in the opposite direction of last night. We had not yet seen the Mirage, Treasure Island, or the Venetian.
We happened to be on time to see the volcano show in front of the Mirage (where a large “volcano” spits water and fire) and the Treasure Island Siren show (where pretty, skimpy girls try to seduce piratey boys).
Treasure Island Siren Show
After the show when the Treasure Island show crowd thinned out, we crossed the street and explored the Venetian, but it was late and we were tired and having trouble finding the casino area, so we gave up and walked back toward the Imperial Palace.
The Venetian - it's totally reminiscent of Venice isn't it?
Gondolas were everywhere! That's my one regret about Venice, actually - I never rode on a gondola (nevermind that it costs something like 60 Euros)
On the way back, we passed a smaller casino called… Casino Royale. While it didn’t look very James Bondish, we went in anyways. Greg immediately found a craps table he wanted to play and somehow managed to win another hundred dollars before I couldn’t take it anymore. I was done for the night.
I like Vegas (although… I wonder if my opinion would be vastly different had we lost money??)
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