Sunday, October 12, 2008

What plays in Vegas......







We learned a lesson about what plays in Vegas, better stay in Vegas. But, I will tell you that story at the end of today’s recount.

We awoke in the parking lot of the Gold Coast Casino in our RV, after turning down a free night at one of the best suite’s at the Rio last night. (For an illogical explanation read the previous blog.)


I went in and played about 5 hours of poker while we waited for Ed & Lindy to join us for a late lunch buffet. After an enjoyable buffet, and sometimes, choking, hysterical laughter about old times in the family we finished dining. (Ed and I have been married into Caren’s family for almost 75 combined years.) (There were a lot of things to laugh about.)

I said goodbye to Ed at the Blackjack tables, where he was luckier, then you are ever supposed to be. I was very happy for him.

I spent a few hours in the RV, taking a nap, and getting the RV ready for our next leg of the trip, reading and spending time on-line. It is so much easier now, to get on the Internet, thanks to our wireless connection almost anywhere. During our “year long” trip 6 years ago, it seemed I was constantly looking for Kinko’s, libraries or RV parks that had a modem connection.

About 5 p.m. we rolled north off the Las Vegas strip with plans of driving about 20 miles to the Northwest edge of the Las Vegas suburbs to spend the night at a Super Wal-Mart.

On the way we came across a shopping center that had a PetCo, Borders Book Store, Old Navy etc., so we stopped for a few hours while Caren visited stores. Later we me up at the Borders Bookstore.

It was there I discovered I had a black chip in my pocket from the Gold Coast Casino.

In case you don’t know, even children in Vegas learn their primary colors by casino chips. Red is a $5 chip, Green is $25 and black is a $100. There are more colors but those are the only ones I have ever had my hands on.

In Vegas just like money, chips are stolen, and counterfeited by criminals, so today casinos are reluctant to accept other casinos chips. There are all kind of ways casinos fight back, even to the extreme of having some casino chips with little computer chips inside. They can then scan for the real ones.

Anyway, I didn’t want to drive the 20 miles back to cash it at the Gold Coast. (When you drive an RV you think in terms of every 8 miles is a gallon of gas, so I always hate to double back for any reason.)

Because, I know the Gold Coast is one of several casinos owned by the same company I wanted to locate one close to us, on our way out of town. I went on-line and found out the SunCoast Casino was only going to be about 3 miles out of the way, so we headed there.


I dropped Caren off at the front door to run in and cash it at the main cashier area. (Or the “cage” as casino workers call it)

She called me on her cell phone, while I was waiting in the RV, and said they wouldn’t take it.

I had to go in and work through 3 levels of management to get them to accept their own chip, because it was on a computer list distributed to all casinos, not to accept black chips from the Gold Coast, even though it was their own Casino.

Finally, after threatening to post this story on every poker blog on the Internet, and promising to produce at least one hundred times the hundred dollars in “bad will” about the SunCoast on-line, I received reluctant approval.

Even after approval from the very top pit boss, I had to go through the routine of playing it at a blackjack table where I had to cash it for SunCoast red chips. Then, I had to play a couple of hands. Then, I could take their SunCoast red chips to the cage to cash them in.

In a turn of kismet I not only won both hands, but one of them was a blackjack, so I got $25 extra for my hassle of cashing in their black chip.

Old timers speak fondly of the “good old days” in Vegas when the mob ran it. People were treated humanely, (unless you got out of line) There was no crime on the streets, honor and respect were important commodities. Today with the “real criminals” of large corporations running Las Vegas street crime, homelessness, slums, and disrespect of both customers and employees is at an all time low.

After hunkering down finally for the night at the edge of the desert, in a Super Wal-Mart parking lot ready to get out of Vegas for good I undressed for bed. While emptying my pockets I found a green chip from the Coast Casino. We laughed and went to bed.

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