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Very nice photos. I hope to get some similar shots myself.
Going to see the canyons sounds pretty cool, too.
As far as being up 500 the 1st night, I was just throwing in a "Swingers" quote. I do, or I did have a good streak of going to casinos without losing money. I have been to several casinos through out Louisiana and one in some hotel in LA, and have won money almost everytime, breakin even a couple of times. I have developed a system that seems to work. The only casino that got the best of me was on a cruise ship last year. I'll found out soon enough if I'm ready for the big time.
If I did happen to win big the first night, I certainly would not want to press my luck.
just remember.....they build all those incredible hotels u will see off of people who say the exact same thing.... people who think they re smarter than most....people who think theyve found a way to beat the system.....
people win for one reason....luck....but the mistake they make is thinking that its something theyre doing.....and then luck changes and then they lose....but they feel like the system is a good one....so they keep on figuring its only a matter of time till they win.....and they just lose some more....
trust me....take it from those of us who have been there countless of times....and had systems we thought worked....there is an evolution that a gambler goes thru....having a system that works is early on in that evolution....enjoy it for the thrill and rush....if u think u have a system that works, u ultimately will be very disappointed.....ur best chance is to get lucky in the beginning, and then quit....but rarely do people do that....and therefore, rarely do people win....
It's toward the end (opposite the airport) of the strip. If you plan on doing the hotel to hotel thingy DON'T WALK from the Stratosphere to them! Take the trolley or bus down to Treasure Island and then walk your way down from there. The distance that everything SEEMS to be from the Stratosphere is a complete illusion. Everything might look close but the walk -- especially in the hot weather is a veeeerrrry long walk!
I was 21 when I last went 3 years ago and was in great shape as was my girlfriend. We stayed at Luxur which is the first hotel on the strip (the pyramid) and one NIGHT we decided we were going to walk all the way to Stratosphere and ride the coaster at the top. By the time we made it there it was 12:30am and we had been walking for an hour and a half sweating, backs hurting, feet hurting, and the coaster was closed. It seemed like we walked from Luxur to Treasure Island 3 times nonstop. Coming back, we took the trolley. There was no way in hell we were walking all the way back.
So like I said, don't fall for the "everything looks close" illusion! Also, don't think it's going to get cooler at night either. The only difference between night and day there is the lack of sunlight at night. The temperature stays virtually the same.
ur best chance is to get lucky in the beginning, and then quit....
That's my system, in a nutshell, which would require me limiting my time in the casinos, i.e. dedicating one evening to casinos and then staying away.
Really, its just a matter of me coming up with a dollar amount that I'm comfortable with losing before hand, then rationalizing it by saying its just the cost of entertainment. Most times I have been lucky early and quit while I was ahead and on a roll, but I do have doubts about how things will go in Vegas.
First, thank you to everyone that shared his or her thoughts and experiences with me. They really came in handy out there. I wish we could have got to everything but there just wasn’t enough time in the day(s). Hopefully, we can rent a car on our next trip and see the canyons, Hoover Dam, and everything else that requires driving.
We at least walked through just about every hotel and casino on Las Vegas Blvd. The Stratosphere was pretty nice, no real complaints. The Top of the World restaurant was a very cool experience, as was watching people ride those thrill rides up there that I would personally never set foot on. Freemont Street was pretty cool, too. And A+ for the Luxor buffet. The Bellagio fountains were definitely worth stopping for whenever we were in the vicinity. And if you haven’t seen the Wynn, you will be impressed, from the fountain/waterfall, to the endless casino, to the Ferrari gallery, to the shops, and so on (these are toward the front, we never made it to the back). And the buffet is simply ridiculous.
Since by the time we called there were only individual seats for “O” and we wanted to sit together, we saw “Mystere”, which was outstanding. I was just as impressed with the live musicians and vocalists as I was with the physical performances. Excellent show.
My mother went to Vegas a few weeks before me and saw Gladys Knight and bought us tickets and insisted that we go. I thought Gladys was wonderful, didn’t take a single break for an hour and 40 minutes. I don’t know how old she is, but she can still bring it.
A little advice: if you don’t know somebody that can get you on a list, DO NOT attempt to get in Pure on a Friday or Saturday. You could lose your life.
And my feet say thank you all for the warnings about the absurd amount of walking that would take place and the need for proper footwear. Monorail pass >>>> Bus pass, as you simply sit (or stand when crowded) in traffic on the bus as pedestrians pass you by.
As far as gambling, I quickly discovered that one night in the casino was just not feasible. I gambled in about half of the casinos that we went to and my wife gambled in about half that many. She did better than me, although we both pretty much broke even. We actually came out ahead by something like $50 or $60. I sat at a game of Texas Hold Em and quickly turned $30 into $90 before finally getting up with about $40. At the Stratosphere, there is a Blackjack dealer named Milton that was doing his thing. I was able to sit at his table twice, and I stacked chips both times.
At the end of the trip, we came to the conclusion that it is pretty much mandatory that we go back in the near future.
Once again, much gratitude for all of the replies.
I exaggerated a little bit. It was just a level of pandemonium that we were not familiar with. Out here, in Houston and Austin, as long as you show up at the club with money and you don’t look like you just murdered your parents, you will get in and have a good time. We had never been to a place were you get there and hope you get to the door and get picked.
Anyway, it doesn’t seem as bad now as it did at the time, but here it is:
We walked past Caesars at midnight on Friday and saw this very long line of people stretching outside the casino next to a wall that said PURE. I said that’s the club we’ve been hearing about and maybe we could try to go on Saturday. She said cool, although I warned about the chances of getting in being slim. We were seeing Gladys Knight right across the street at the Flamingo at 7:30 and we would go straight from there to get in line a little after 9:00.
The place opens at 10:00 and we get there at about 9:15 and the line is already out the door. We jump in line and decide to stand there until we got tired of waiting. Eventually, we make it inside the casino and I suggest we take turns gambling or something instead of just standing there looking at each other. She eventually goes first and later returns. When my turn came, I didn’t feel like gambling, I just wanted to walk around some after standing still so long. Well, I walked and walked though and ocean of people and somehow ended up standing right in front of the club entrance face to face with the bouncers (still don’t know how I did it).
I called my wife and told her to try to get to where I was. I had to describe things on the ceiling since, with her being an even 5 ft tall, we wouldn’t be able to see each other. While waiting for her, I watched people that weren’t on the list get in by handing the bouncers literally hundreds of dollars. Every couple of minutes the people in the back would push forward, prompting the bouncers to push back, which meant pushing me. I am talking about several hundred people. It felt like I was in the scene from Star Wars were the walls are closing in.
My wife, who at this point is not too happy with me for leaving her, finally makes it to me (she has her own unpleasant version of a story similar to mine involving pushing, shoving, and nearly being trampled) and we immediately ask the bouncer to help us get to the exit. Just before we made it to the exit (and eventually to freedom on the main strip), the bouncer says to another guy “I hate Saturday night”.