Upon returning to Harrah's after an evening and early morning of Blackjack we still didn't feel quite ready to head to bed. At least when it's 5:30am there are plenty of seats to be had at a bar offering video poker. We sit down, order Irish coffees, the perfect I'm not ready for bed but am ready for more gambling early morning beverage, and start holding cards and hoping for the elusive Royal Flush. After a few dozen hands and a couple of cocktails we all realize that we still have 2 days ahead of us and some sleep should ensure the good times would keep rolling. Thankfully the three of us seem to always be on the same page and things just flowed so well. We returned to the room and unwound with a smoke or two, chatting about the previous day, planning our next day's attack and headed to bed, it's only 6:30am.
The room starts to awake around noon. Slowly at first, a stretch here, a yawn there as we all come to our sleep deprived and alcohol induced waking state that demands at least a shower and a smoke to make the body respond to our desires of more gambling, booze and camaraderie. Pulling back the curtains reveals another sunny day awaiting our enthusiastic attack and sensory overload. Once we've all prepared ourselves for the day ahead we head out, first stop check out the pool.
Yes we were dragging a little bit and figured that maybe there was more to Vegas then just gambling and 4:00am steak breakfasts. The idea of renting a cabana, having a few drinks while eying the sun tanning hard bodies generally found at Vegas pools held a certain draw that even blackjack might not be able to compete with. Alas Harrah's is not known for it's pool and the sight of dozens of children running around screaming and not so hard bodies that hadn't seen the day of light in years burning up in the desert sun sent us running to the Luxor, where the fun had all started on our first trip a couple of years ago.
I am, and this will come as little surprise, a fervent believer in the various Player's Clubs that all of the casinos offer. They give you a little card that you can stick in machines when you gamble and earn points, this was how I was able to get us a free room for the trip. So when we arrived at the Luxor and one of our party didn't have the right card I insisted they get in line and get a card. I had mine already (duh) so I sat down at a $0.02 slot machine, tossed in a $10 and figured that would last until everyone was ready to visit the Nile Bar, our favorite Luxor watering video poker hangout. By the time the girls had returned I was down to a few bucks. It's amazing how quickly $10 can disappear even in a 2 cent machine. Of course when you are betting max credits and max lines even at a low denomination machine it's still $1.75 a pull of the handle. "Let me just lose this real quick". Something I suspect they were very use to hearing from me. Then the strangest thing happened. The machine started going crazy constantly paying me more and more credits. Mind you each credit was just $0.02 but after what seemed forever it stopped but only after paying out $45! The noise this generated got a lot of attention from people from all over the casino and before it was done there was a group of gamblers basking in my win. Winners get lots of attention and the day had started with a very nice little jackpot! Day 2 was off to a good start but disaster was awaiting the giddy.
We wandered around the Luxor looking for the Nile Bar. We had been there many times and there should have been no reason for it to be so hard to locate, and what's with this section of the casino all walled off? Imagine our surprise when we asked a casino employee for directions and were informed it was closed for remolding! We were forced to settle on a different bar. At least the drinks were great and there was video poker. A hour to two later and we all felt that maybe some food was in order.
A buffet and the rest of Day 2, next time.....
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