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22 year-old and mom – Live @ Bellagio/NYNY

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  1. silversilver

    silversilver Low-Roller

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    My Trip Report

    22 year-old and mom – Live @ Bellagio/NYNY

    Introduction

    I began my Las Vegas adventure about a year ago, shortly after my 21st birthday on a family trip to MGM Grand. Vegas got me, hook line and sinker. I’m now a simple 22 year old guy, a college graduate in Southern California. I’ve stayed at MGM, THEhotel, Monte Carlo, and NYNY, but it was time for something better. My play, while on a low bankroll, somehow has been able to snag me comped nights at all of the aforementioned. My last trip was in July, so I had been itching for my 5th Vegas trip for a while, meaning excessive checking of my MGM Players Club page. I’m used to comped rooms from all the MGM properties except the Bellagio and Aria. That was about to change.

    All was quiet on my offers page.

    F5.

    A new offer appeared. As I usually do when I see a new offer on the page, I got excited and scrolled down immediately to see what it was. Is that a new Bellagio offer!?

    It was. 3 comped midweek nights in a standard room and $100 freeplay. Works for me! My mom is also a Vegas lover and we’ve visited Las Vegas twice together, so we began planning another trip. We’ll stay at the Bellagio on my offer Wednesday & Thursday night, and then head over to NYNY on her offer for Friday night. Saturday our flight leaves at night. That gives us 4 whole days in Vegas. I fire an e-mail over to a slot host whose e-mail I found on the Bellagio’s website, seeing if they could hook me up with RFL. I knew it was improbable, but hey, why not try? In fact, screw it… I’ll fire this same e-mail to 5 different Bellagio slot hosts, hoping it’ll increase my chances. I’ll just customize each e-mail with a personalized greeting :ssst:

    No dice. Not even close, actually. They tell me my play is way off from earning RFL and that the offers they recently sent out are for 2-3 times players’ historical levels of play. But as every host says, they’ll be happy to take a look at my play upon checkout. :cry: Oh well. Since I’m on a low BR and want to salvage all the money I can for gambling, it looks like it’ll be a budgeted meal plan at elegant cuisines such as McDonalds, Sbarros, and Subway. Doubt we’ll be eating much at the Bellagio. My mom confused the names of the Bellagio and Mirage around on accident once and said “The Bellage and the Mirragio.†I’d like to play at this Mirragio you speak of!

    Day 1, Part 1 (Wednesday – 12/1/10)

    Last night, I tried to hit the hay earlier than usual to prepare for an early morning and flight. Nice try, silversilver. The sheep I was trying to count were mocking me. The anticipation of Vegas was way too high. I did manage to catch a tiny bit of sleep though before waking up at 4:30am. Our flight is at 6:55am. We load up our stuff in my car and head over to the airport. It’s about 40°F, which is freezing for us Southern Californians. We breeze through airport security without a pat-down, body scan, or cavity search :confused2:


    A flight out of SoCal to Vegas is about 45 minutes. The flight was smooth sailing and we get there earlier than expected in 40 minutes. I’m still pretty exhausted from the lack of sleep, but excited at the same time. I would’ve rested during the flight but 2 rows in front of us are 2 loud kids and a mother incapable of controlling them. Out of all the rows in a pretty empty flight, my mom and I are blessed with the privilege to have them sit by us. Good, let’s get all of our bad luck out of the way before we actually gamble. We land at about 7:40am and we catch a cab. “Bellagio please,†my mom says.

    We arrive and walk through the revolving Bellagio doors to check-in. A young woman is ready to check us in and looks up my information when we politely ask for an upgrade.

    “Is there any possibility we could get a lakeview room?â€

    “Let me see.†She pounds away at the keyboard and makes 2 different phone calls. She tells us that there aren’t any available yet, but she can get us the upgrade when one becomes available. She tells us to try back between 11am and noon. We have 4 hours to kill.

    We begin wandering aimlessly around the Bellagio casino with no room to go to. My mom stumbles upon some video Let It Ride machines that she’s been wanting to try. She puts in $20 and bets in $1 increments. Within 2 hands, she’s dealt trip kings but doesn’t hit a 4OAK (would’ve paid $150), but instead she’s up to about $30. After a dry run, she falls down to $10 and cashes out.

    We head over to the Bellagio sports bar (Starting Gate). We plop ourselves in the comfy seats and I whip out my ID, having it ready for the bartender before being asked. I’m prepared, because I look about 18. Although I enjoy hanging at the bar playing video blackjack sipping something, I don’t drink. I usually order a Roy Rogers (coke and grenadine), cranberry juice, a Shirley Temple, or just a soda. Yes, a grown 22 year old man ordering Shirley Temples in Vegas. Bartenders then shoot me a look like, “Are you serious?†Once I get past the initial bartender glance :blink: , I’m fine, hoping onlookers will mistake my drink for…aw hell, who am I kidding, there’s no disguise. It’s girly. But it’s tasty, so deal with it!

    Wait, silversilver. So you’re telling me you don’t drink, you’re in Vegas with your mom, you’re on a low bankroll, you plan to eat fast food most of the trip, and I’m reading your trip report?

    Yeah, basically. :Þ My mom, though, is a gambler like me, and a fun one at that. And she actually drinks! She plays a wider variety of games than I do. Her latest craze seems to be 3 card poker. Anyway, she orders a diet coke to start the morning off and because it’s early, I order an orange juice. Our bartender Brian seems like a nice fellow and he serves us and informs us that if playing Blackjack, we must bet at least 75 cents per hand. Done. My mom and I play for a while and get a couple refills and decide to cash out. I left with $16 of the original $20 I put in, and my mom breaks even.

    I’m down a devastating 4 bucks. We hit the tram toward Monte Carlo and NYNY. We lounge around there for a bit, not doing much but exploring what’s changed since we last visited. We noticed at Monte Carlo that the Island Bar has been replaced with a bar/lounge called Ignite. It looked nice, and has brand new VP bar tops. We’re closing in on our re-check-in time, so we head back to the Bellagio via the tram. Before leaving MC, we grab a quick bite at the food court. We have prime rib and filet mignon. Yeah right. My mom gets a taco from Rubios and I have a couple cheeseburgers from McDonalds.

    We finally reach the Bellagio again and try to check-in… again. The gentleman says there’s a lakeview room on the 7th floor that he can upgrade us to for no charge. Sounds good. He hands us the room keys and also tells us that the snack bar is weighted and if we remove something, we’ll be charged. If removing an item charges me money, can I add weight by dropping my own food on the snack bar and get money? I contemplate within and decide not to try.

    We head up to our room and I insert my room key and hear a glorious chime. “Beep beep.†We enter. I’m pretty satisfied with the room. I setup my laptop and begin typing this part of my trip report. I look behind me and my mom is checking for bedbugs. No crawlers. The lakeview is low (7th floor), but that might be a good thing once the fountain shows start up. We’ll find out later. The view of the Eiffel Tower is promising.

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    My mom and I kick back for a while and rest. I pull out the laptop to update the TR. I open up Firefox and am greeted by the Bellagio WiFi. Ok, so I just connect here…. No, I don’t. I find out Wi-Fi isn’t free here because there’s no resort fee, crushing my hopes of creating a live TR. :bang:

    “But silversilver, you titled this thread as a live TR. Liar! It’s not even live?†:cuss:

    It is. Well, partially. Now that I know I can’t do it live from Bellagio, I’ll type it live, then post it as soon as we switch over to NYNY (Friday morning), at which point the TR will become live for Friday and Saturday. Yeah, I know, it’s getting a bit confusing. In fact, I think I just heard the collective sound of all the mouse clicks exiting out of this trip report and onto BeeJay’s latest post. Farewell, disloyal followers! It was fun! :wave2:

    I change into a nice dress shirt so I can convince myself that I actually belong at the Bellagio on a comped stay. We get into the elevator and head down to the casino to do some damage. The “go time†feeling hits me. You know, the feeling you get as the elevator doors open. The casino floor pans into view, the distinct casino smell hits your nostrils, and the sounds of slot machines going crazy somehow sound like sweet music to your ears. Yup, it’s go time alright. Sometimes when I’m dressed up, walking out of that elevator, I feel like all eyes are on me. In reality, nobody cares. But for the moment, let me feel like it’s some kind of slow motion Ocean’s 11 scene.
     
  2. silversilver

    silversilver Low-Roller

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    Day 1, Part 2 (Still Wednesday – 12/1/10)

    I decide that with my $100 freeplay, I want to run it through video blackjack (found on the Game King multi-denom machines). My plan is to make two $50 bets and cash out with whatever I have after those bets. Either I cash out with $200, $100, or nothing. I only need to win 1 of 2 to turn the freeplay into cash. My mom is hungry so she goes off to grab a quick bite at “Snacks,†Bellagio’s version of a deli-like restaurant. Meanwhile, I head to the nearby sports bar to warm up for my upcoming big freeplay bets. I order a cranberry juice and don’t get a funny stare from the bartender. I meet up with my mom and she tells me that the “pretzel-wrapped chicken sausage†sandwich she got from Snacks was disgusting.

    I spot a machine that’s calling my name at the Fontana bar and slip my Players Club card into it, waiting for the frame to illuminate green. It greets me with a scrolling “HELLO, SILVERSILVER!â€. I get a drink and with my mom peering over my shoulder anxiously, I activate the freeplay, then choose a credit of $5 and then max bet (10x). Here goes the first $50.

    I’m dealt a 4 and 2 against a 10. Hit. I get a 5 and now have 11. Hit. I get another 5. I now have 16 vs. 10. At this point I stand because I have 4 low cards and it’s a single deck game. The dealer busts! The pressure is really off for the second hand. I’m walking away with at least $100. I’m dealt a 14 vs. a 3. I stand. Another dealer bust! :woot:

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    I cash out and am $200 richer. Meanwhile, the Fontana bartender is clueless as to what I just won, patrolling the bar back and forth like a vulture making sure everybody is playing the minimum bet amount to get comped. Uh yes buddy, I believe betting $50 a hand at the bar I should get my drinks comped. Mom & I get up. I stroll through the casino like I own it.

    Now that I have a bit of leeway in my BR, it’s table time. My mom & I still play it conservatively looking for a $10 table but are pleasantly surprised to find a $5 table. Two seats are reserved for wheelchairs, but there are two other spots open for us. We get in on the action and find out the Bellagio always has two $5 blackjack tables running, even on weekends. Interesting! We do quite some damage initially, me being up about $200 and my mom $500 from when we bought in. My mom consistently bet $25 a hand. I start to vary between $10-20 a hand. A couple hands I get a split is required, then a re-split, then a double, leaving 4x my bet size (which for this hand is $25) out in play. The one hand I decide to increase my bet to $25 it ends up as $100 on the line, and of course, the dealer miraculously pulls a 21 out. We play for several hours hopping around a few different tables before we both eventually lose it all, which sucked. You know who didn’t care though? One of our dealers for most of the experience. His name is Rod, or as my mom and I secretly call him, Robot Rod. Rod is totally expressionless regardless of what situation comes up at the table. He’s on autopilot. He doesn’t thank anyone for tips or betting his tip, he doesn’t announce your total after you hit and the resulting sum isn’t immediately obvious, and if you’re dealt a 19/29, he acts as if your decision is the most unpredictable one in the world. He stands there and looks straight at you and waits for you to properly complete the stand wave. During our time with him, my mom got a 4-card 21 and Rod waits for her to signal a decision. Give me a break Rod! Not to mention he uses our cards as Kleenex. He coughs all over his hands then deals us. Anyway, we get another dealer but I lose a final hand of a terrible streak and pop up from the seat in disbelief, taking a short stroll from the table. Talk about the straw that broke the camel’s back! My mom follows me.

    Down but not out, we find a seat at the Fontana bar and my mom gives me $20 and tells me to turn it into some money. I order a Shirley Temple and don’t get mocked somehow; my mom gets a Coors Light. I plug the $20 in the bar-top machine and start playing Blackjack while she plays some VP. I win several $1 bets quickly and change to $5 bets. Those soon change to $10 bets and before you know it I just turned my mom’s $20 into $100. We get another round of drinks and I make one final $2 bet, telling myself if I win, our bartender tip is paid for. I win and cash out with $102 only about 10-15 minutes after we sat down there. My mom breaks even at VP. I’m on top of the world again. Back to the tables!

    We find ourselves the good ol’ $5 table that we had made a killing with initially before losing. With the extra cash I just made, I can afford to play a while. Wrong. The table treats us brutally as my mom and I both drop our $100 buy-in in less than 30 minutes.

    Frustrated and tired, I put in a $100 after probably losing about $160 in just this one sitting at the sports bar. I want to gain back $20 of it, so I plan to make a $10 bet. I select $1 as the credit and hit “max credit,†which I assumed to be 10x. Why? The other machine I was just at, at the same bar, is 10x. I’m wrong. I’m in disbelief when I see what’s on the screen. “I just made a huge mistake,†I tell my mom. Max credit was 50x for this particular machine. I had just placed a $50 bet on one hand. I get a 7,7 vs. 5. Basic strategy says split but I was in no financial position to do so with a $50 accidental bet, so I stood. I looked away while pressing the stand button. I only listened. BRRRRRR! That’s the best way I can describe the Game King sound effect of my credits increasing. Unbelievable. I just won $50 by being a moron. With that, I immediately cash out in relief. We both ask for a bottle of water and to our surprise, they bring us each an ice cold bottle of Fiji water. Much better than Monte Carlo’s little casino brand water. We grab the comped Fiji waters and go.

    We call it quits for the night at 12:30am after being up since 4:30am the previous night. We get in the room and turn on Jimmy Fallon. We realize we never even caught a fountain show from our room. We were too busy gambling from noon to midnight nonstop. Room service sounds good. I order a 10†pizza and my mom gets the Bellagio club sandwich. Bill does come out to about 40 bucks, but the food was tasty. I check the damage and I only have 55% of my starting BR for the rest of the trip, and we still have 3 full days here. Time to tighten up. It’s 2:00am and I say goodnight to Vegas as I press a button in the room that automatically closes the curtains.

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  3. silversilver

    silversilver Low-Roller

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    Day 2 – Thursday – 12/2/10

    I don’t wake up until 12:45pm. Guess 11 hours of sleep makes up for only 2 yesterday. We get ready to hit Caesar’s Palace and walk our way there using the bridge. I sign up for a Total Rewards card. I usually play at MGM properties exclusively but I want to see what HET will give me for my play. Upon signing up, I get $5 in free slot play. I find a nearby 25 cent Quick Hits slot machine and jam the $5 in and bet it all. I get 3 bonus round pictures! The bonus round begins. I have to choose boxes that reveal how many free spins I get. When I match 3, I earn that amount of free spins. I pick several and end up getting 15 free spins. Yipee! The machine does its thing automatically and on one spin I win $50. I keep playing after the bonus round and after only a short while, I get another bonus round. I’m liking this Quick Hits thing! This time I get 20 free spins so once again I kick back. Some variation of flaming sevens hits and I win ~400 credits, which is $100! I play some more and get another bonus round. This time I get 5 free spins, which all end up duds. I eventually cash out at $89, very pleased with the outcome of a $5 free slot play voucher.

    We head to the food court in Caesars and eat at a Chinese place called Ah So. I have orange chicken which was decent enough. Right after chowing down we head back to a couple 25 cent Quick Hits machines again, but this time we both play. We’re there for 30 minutes and I go through $20. My mom goes through $70 without hitting one bonus round, which was a bummer. Mom wants to play live keno so we go there and she plays while I sit at the nearby bar and sip a Roy Rogers. She doesn’t hit anything and I’m generally unsatisfied with all the video blackjack in Caesars. Bellagio has machines where you can double, split, and even surrender. HET properties, from what I’ve seen so far, don’t allow you to do any of that. Bye Caesars! We plan to go to the Wynn but get distracted by O’Sheas and enter. We sit at a virtual blackjack machine (the one with the cheesy video dealers) because it’s a $3 minimum. I put in $20 and my mom $15. Before we know it, I’m up to $150 and my mom to $120. We just hit a great streak of luck. My mom starts losing and soon was out of the money she put in. I cash out at $204! My mom goes to play 3 card poker while I stumble upon a $1 Wheel of Fortune that looks good. I put $40 in but don’t get 1 spin of the wheel before it’s depleted. I decide to try my luck at the virtual blackjack again even though I’m well aware it pays 6:5 on BJ. I’m able to play for 2 hours and break even this time. I look over to my left at the tables and I see my mom with her hands in the air. She got a straight flush (8-9-10 of diamonds) in 3 card poker and bet the pair plus bet. At the end of the 2 hours at that table, she ends up losing about $50. Not bad at all. We grab Burger King to-go in the O’Sheas food court.

    We make our way back to the Bellagio to catch a fountain show. We get in, turn the TV to channel 22 where the synchronized music plays, and wait. The first show is to Most wonderful time of the year by Johnny Mathis. The second is an Italian song that I had never heard. I open up the laptop and update the TR. We get an itching to go back down and play some blackjack tables, so that’s it for us as far as the fountain shows go.

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    My mom stops at a Quick Hits 25 cent slot machine on our way to the tables. I stand beside her and watch her. She puts in $100 and gets a couple bonus rounds and on one spin, hits 7 “Quick hits,†which paid $125. Soon after she hits three sevens and her final cashout is for $300. I’d say that was a nice sit-down. Tables are our next stop. We first spend a couple hours at a $5 table going back and forth. Our bets alternate between $5 and $25. The continuous shuffle machine kept malfunctioning between hands, leaving us waiting 5 minutes each time. They finally fix it but my mom loses her $100 buy-in and we both get up and leave. I color up with $150, having bought in for $100. We stroll around and end up right back at another table. This time it’s a $10 table. I take a seat at third base and my mom sits to my right. Both my mom and I start out betting the table minimum but quickly find ourselves on a roll. Mom steps up the betting in the $15-25 range, I’m doing $15-20 consistently. We hit a great streak and in a span of 5 hands my mom gets 3 blackjacks. Before we knew it, stacks of greens were in front of us. My mom gets one memorable hand: 3,3 vs. 6. Split. Another 3. Then, two of the 3’s require a double, so essentially she has 5x her bet on the line, $250 total. Dealer busts and she wins it all. Remember, I brought $150 to the table. I have $600 now. My mom bought-in for $100 at the table and now has upwards of $900. Unbelievable! They bump the table limit from $10 to $15 and after a while $25, but that’s not relevant to us because we’re betting $25+ a hand. My mom is doing $50 and $75 bets. Dealers come and go on and off their breaks and shifts, our chip stacks fluctuate, and players at our table appear and disappear. Time has flown. We began at the blackjack tables at around 10pm and it’s now 3am.

    A bad streak comes and wipes me out to nothing. I can’t particularly explain how because I have no clue. Factors include a combination of dealer miracle hands and my increased bets hoping to “catch up.†My mom however is still managing, if not adding to, her fortune. Her bets are reaching $75 consistently. She sees her streak of bad luck approach and her stack dwindles down. They close down the table we’re at and send us to another one. A couple hours of playing here and my mom calls it quits with $200, quite a bit off from her highest point, but not too shabby either. The killers for both me and her were when we would increase our bet for one hand, and that hand needed to be doubled/split, then the dealer beats us. We ask the pit boss if we could perhaps enjoy a buffet tomorrow. We get a yes. Score! We definitely didn’t think we’d be sitting at a $25 table for over 6 hours midway through our trip. We then ask for an extra late checkout for tomorrow and the best they can do is 2pm. It’s already 5am at this point so we know we’ll be sleeping in.

    We enter our room at 5:30am and are exhausted. It’s always tough to think of what you could have had, but we’re still glad to have played for such a long time at so little cost to our actual BR. I check my damage and I have exactly 100% of my starting BR. I’m satisfied with phrasing it that way instead of thinking that I could be +$600 on my BR right now. I sit down to type out the TR while my mom knocks out. Shortly after, I fall asleep.
     
  4. cpochick

    cpochick Low-Roller

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    Loving the TR so far.
     
  5. evoni

    evoni High-Roller

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    Very entertaining, looking forward to reading more!
     
  6. sammowhammo

    sammowhammo VIP Whale

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    You have a very engaging writing style, that was rather enjoyable to read! What fun to go with your mom, I can't wait until next year when my son turns 21 - I hope we have as much fun as you & your mom!
     
  7. Ice Tray

    Ice Tray Low-Roller

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    It sounds great I was thrilled when you got back to 100% of your bank roll after some serious table time. trust me you are racking up points here that may not result in free room offers but will result in something in the way of comps for that next trip.

    As for what you drink - its your business. If you want a shirley temple with a sparkler, a pinwheel and a hula dancer hanging off it well you are the dang customer and it should be forthcoming without your needing to explain it to a bartender, fellow patron or us for that matter.

    More money is drained from otherwise smart gamblers by limitless booze, trust me I am that guy :wave:
     
  8. sam_marques

    sam_marques High-Roller

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    :beer:Loving your TR so far, looking forward to more!
     
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  9. BeeeJay

    BeeeJay President of The Red Lobster Hostess Satisfaction

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    Thanks for the great trip report!

    No complaints about "semi-live" here, have you ever seen Gaggles live report? Kids your age are collecting Social Security by the time he finishes. Uh oh I am gonna pay for that one.

    This report is the ideal training aid for me as I am starting to adjust my system to Vegas time. Ok Ok my wife just mixed up my medications so I'm up late. Viagra looks a lot like Ambien, just ask Tiger.

    I also have to admit I was snugly tucked in bed reading this on my laptop but after the 3rd or 4th Shirley Temple I had to get up and grab a beer and pour myself a Ketel One in a stolen Encore rocks glass.

    Please keep up the good work, I need the entertainment until the NFL Network pre-game starts on Monday for next Thursday's game.

    Alright.....onto Day 2, cocktails in hand!

    See I'm serious:

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  10. Motorhead

    Motorhead Low-Roller

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    Sorry, but ordering a Shirley Temple, especially in a Vegas casino!, is a level-2 Man Card Violation :Þ . You are currently on Double Secret Probation!
     
  11. silversilver

    silversilver Low-Roller

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    Day 3 – Friday – 12/3/10

    I wake up at 12:30pm and still feel pretty drained from the night before. The first thing I do is call casino marketing and try to get a couple things taken off my room bill. They tell me I’m already in their system as an overcomp, having had my nights comped. I would have to play above that comp for them to do anything further. I only have a room service and a small gift shop charge on there but they can’t do anything for me. I politely say thanks for checking, but I’m not satisfied with that answer. We pack up our things and head down to the casino host office where I try again to get something removed from the bill. A woman with a broken arm in a sling checks my play and again I hear the overcomped story. She can’t remove anything. Geez, is it really that big of a deal to take off $50? That was two bets of mine over a 5-6 hour period last night!

    I shrug it off and we head to our free Bellagio buffet (lunch). It’s delicious and we leave wishing we had more room in our stomachs to indulge in the endless food, because it sure beats McDonalds and Burger King. I decide to live life on the edge and try something new. I ask if I can get a root beer and grenadine to drink. The combination sounds like it could be tasty. Before the drink comes, I get dibs on naming that particular drink. It’s the silversilver. The drink arrives and it sucks. What a letdown! Sometimes combining two awesome things makes a crappy result. I withdraw my name from the root beer and grenadine combination, and it once again becomes a bastard drink without a name. We eat and eat, but unfortunately there’s a limit before my body explodes, so I finish my final bite of a cheeseburger slider and we leave to checkout.

    Checkout lines are long but luckily I get to use the invited guest line, which only has 1 person ahead of me. But wouldn’t you know it, this one person is chatting up a storm with the desk employee and I’m standing there growing impatient behind her. 10 minutes later, while everyone else in the normal checkout line has passed me, I finally get to checkout. I should’ve just done the video checkout in the room, but I couldn’t because we left the room for good to visit a casino host. From checkout we grab our bags and stop by the Christmas-themed conservatory on our way to the tram to Monte Carlo.

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    We reach the tram and arrive at the Monte Carlo, then take it through to NYNY to check-in to our room. We get a strip view and reach the room and drop our bags off to relax for a bit before heading back down for more gambling.

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    Being at NYNY under my mom’s comp, she has $25 freeplay to use and wants to bet it the same way I did, video blackjack. She goes to the Players Club to activate it and we run into the Holiday Gift Shoppe. I check my points from 2010 in the kiosk and see what I can get. My play is able to score me some pocket lint from a random casino host’s pants. :rolleyes2:

    We sit down and I watch her crank up the credits until the bet reaches $25. She quickly loses the hand. I’m sitting at the same machine next to her so I insert $20 and quickly lose that as well betting $5 a hand. We navigate the casino and sit down at a Shufflemaster virtual blackjack machine. The one at NYNY is $5 minimum table, 6-deck, pays 3:2 blackjack, and hits on soft 17. Not bad considering half the BJ tables I saw were now 6:5, especially around the “party pit.†We’re there for a long time. A couple hours fly by and I find myself down half of my trip BR. I’m betting bipolar amounts. I go between $5-10 per hand, then after a few losses in a row I get sick of it and up the bet to $20-25. This was the story for a while, and this time it works out for me. I recover my losses and find myself even for the entire trip. 100% BR in tact. My mom doesn’t have the same luck as she goes down $200. I check the watch and once again time has been distorted by Vegas. It’s already 7:45pm.

    We feel like playing actual $5 tables, hoping my mom will find better luck there. Some peaking around the casino reveals one $5 table, but upon investigation it only pays 6:5. Let’s try Monte Carlo. We enter and everything’s cowboy-themed because of the rodeo in town. Seems like half the people are wearing cowboy hats in the casino. My mom grabs a snack from the food court and we pass some Wheel of Fortune machines that look fun. They’re 25 cent machines and max bet is only 75 cents a spin. I spin away hoping to land “SPIN†on the payline. Within minutes, I do, but the resulting spin is a disappointing 25 credits. I get another spin that redeems me at 100 credits ($25). I cash out even and my mom cashes out down about $50, only hitting 1 disappointing spin.

    Our gaming choices are rather impulsive as I see a Game King 20 feet from the WOF machines and sit down. I lose $100 here in like 5 minutes betting $5-$10 per hand in video blackjack. Shake it off, silversilver! I’m frustrated and storm off to a Spin & Win machine to try it out. It’s a 25 cent machine at 5 lines, $1.25 per spin. $100 goes quickly as I somehow don’t get one bonus spin. WTF? I didn’t spin or win. My BR is getting dangerously low. Wait, what did we come to Monte Carlo for? Oh, that’s right, $5 blackjack tables that actually pay 3:2. We browse around but there aren’t any $5 tables. We see a $10 table with a lonely dealer and sit down. My mom asks the pit boss if we can be an exception and bet $5. He allows us to. Here we go.

    The $5 bets didn’t last long as minutes later I look over and my mom is betting $15 and I’m doing the same. I have to be extra careful with the chips in front of me because they’re all I have to gamble with for the rest of the trip, which is all of tonight, plus tomorrow. Crap. Bad things start to happen and I count my chips in my head. I have $50. Hope is diminishing, but my mom is doing alright. I don’t know how but I start slowly grinding up to a respectable amount over $50 to where I get ballsy and up my bets when I really have no place doing so considering the situation. I get on a major roll and soon $300 is in front of me in chips. That’s more like it. The cocktail waitress comes with my Roy Rogers. It’s like 90% ice in a tiny glass and I have my puny sip and it’s gone. I get about the same amount of liquid as one eye drop. The next time the waitress comes around I ask for another Roy Rogers, this time “tall.†She brings back a taller glass and I’m happy.

    Mom and I get up from the $5 table that we were grandfathered in on and head to a $10 table. Things don’t go so well for either of us here. My mom leaves the table but goes to the table right across from mine to play 3 card poker. Sitting at 1st base I can see her reaction to what’s going on at her table, and I can tell it’s not good. She gets up and heads over to the Monte Carlo sports bar. I however start putting some wins together at my table and regain everything I started with, plus $25 bucks. That’s a good time to get up so I meet my mom at the sports bar where I lose that extra $25 that I just won, but I’m not too bummed. Some guy to our right at the bar tells us a story how he was playing $1 on bartop keno about 8 months ago and hit 7 out of 7 numbers for $7,000. This gets us excited and my mom starts playing keno. She doesn’t win $7,000. We grab a quick bite from the MC food court again (Sbarros) and eat it on our stroll back to NYNY.

    Ah, back home at NYNY. We cruise around the pits looking for a blackjack table to play at. There are no longer any $5 tables. A lot of the $10 tables near their party pit are 6:5, but we finally find a normal area of $10 BJ, sit there and each buy-in for $100. “Change for a hundred!†we hear. Examining the pit boss’ behavior, I think back to how they acted at O’Sheas. If it was someone’s birthday, the pit boss would go up to them and sing. Everyone at O’Sheas was really laid back and easy-going. The pit bosses weren’t uptight. Anyway, back to our table. Long story short, we murder this table! We play for ~4 hours and both color up at exactly $300. I'm exactly +$200 my starting BR for the trip. :woohoo:

    It’s 4am and we swing by the lobby bar to play for a short while and get a couple bottled waters to bring back up to the room. The bartender kindly gives us 20oz Aquafina bottles. My mom plays 2 hands of Jacks or Better VP before hitting a 4 of a kind. We leave the bar and feel great. Next up is the gift shop for some snacks. We gather a couple Slim Jims, muffins, and goodies to snack on in the room. By the time we get up to the room, it’s 5am. Hoping the exhaustion doesn’t hinder my ability to reflect and write a detailed recap of our Friday, I open up the laptop and type away. My mom takes pictures from our window.

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    I wrap up today’s TR and see “Battery low – 15 minutes left†pop up on the laptop screen. I start typing faster because my mom’s already asleep and I don’t want to have to shuffle through my bag for the laptop charger. The laptop shuts off and I realize the last save I had of the TR was only about halfway through today. Windows miraculously recovers my crashed document and I breathe a silent sigh of relief. I hit the hay at 5:45am, expecting very little sleep because of a busy to-do list tomorrow and of course the dreaded checkout.
     
  12. techie223

    techie223 High-Roller

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    Really enjoying the trip report so far. You're doing a great job of making it a good read.

    Hope the roller coaster BR ride continues on an upward trajectory :peace:
     
  13. silversilver

    silversilver Low-Roller

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    Day 4 – Saturday – 12/4/10

    I wake up at 11:30am and hear that my mom is already up getting ready and packing her stuff. I start doing the same and as usual, I call down to casino marketing to see if there’s anything on our room bill here that can be comped. There are only a few charges from the gift shop and the resort fee. They say go visit the Players Club and ask. Hm, casino marketing puts me on hold, calls a host, then gives me an answer right over the phone. Oh well, we’ll have to do that. We bring our bags and have them stored at the bell desk. The Players Club guy takes our cards and types away but says he can’t do anything for us and gives an evil "muhahahah" laugh. :evillaugh Not really. He politely denies us and we go through the checkout routine along with printing our boarding pass at the business center.

    My mom goes to the gift shop to get a souvenir and I tell her I'll be at the virtual blackjack machine (again, the Shufflemaster with the video dealers). I'm conscious of my ADT so I refrain from using my Players Club card as we only have 3 hours until we have to head to the airport. I make no progress at VBJ, but I don't lose anything either. My mom returns and together we head next door to Monte Carlo. My mom wants to eat at their Dragon Noodle restaurant for dumplings and a beer they have that she loves and can't find anywhere else in Vegas. It's a White Hitichino Nest beer. I don't feel like Dragon Noodle so I head to the food court and grub on a Sbarros pizza. I finish it quick for some solo time gambling at MC's virtual blackjack machine, which is identical to NYNY's. I'm up and down and soon my mom joins me to play as well. I end up losing $50 there and my moms wins $65. I'm now up $150 for the trip after the small loss.

    We better get closer to our bags as the time winds down for us to hit the airport. We walk back to NYNY and it's 2:30pm, leaving us with only an hour of gambling time. :cry:

    We browse the NYNY casino looking for something worthy of our last hour in a Vegas casino. I'm craving a Quick Hits 25 cent slot machines but wasted 10-15 minutes looking through the entire casino for one. I now know there's not a single one of the regular Quick Hits there. I think there was some weird Double Quick Hit or something but it wasn't the standard QH everyone loves. I settle for a Wheel of Fortune progressive slot and insert $100. That goes quicker than an Elmer Fudd haircut and I don't even get a single spin of the wheel. I'm only up $50 for the trip. I play a nearby Party Bonus slot, or something like that. It's where if you get 3 party blowers, you get a bonus round where you choose as many squares as you can until you turn over "POOP." I do very well here and hit 3 bonuses. 1 dud, 1 average, and 1 great win. I check the time and it's 3:10pm. 20 minutes of gambling left. I cash out here and am now up $100 for the trip again.

    Go big or go home. My mom is at the lobby bar and I make my way there but stop at the virtual blackjack table once again. I'm gonna do a quick hit-and-run and hope to go home big. I bet $50 and look to my left and right as everyone else is betting $5. I push and get a bit scared so I pull the $50 back and play a bit more conservatively. I'm still in a rush as we have to be in a taxi in 15 minutes. I cash out up $125 for the trip and meet my mom at the lobby bar. I put in $100 and play two $10 hands of video blackjack. I win both and cash out. +$145 for the trip. :thumbsup:

    We get our bags and I tip the bellman 2 bucks for walking inside a room and rolling 2 bags about 15 yards. I guess that's just how it works though. I have a "final bet" itch. On our way out I want to bet $45 on one hand. If I lose I'll still be up $100 overall, but if I win...

    I check my watch and we're 10 minutes behind our own schedule for the taxi, but we should still be fine. We lug our bags in the middle of the casino and I carefully find a $10 BJ table (3:2) and buy-in with $45. I stack the $45 in the circle and my mom plays $5 on my side bet, called Lucky Lucky here, which pays off in various amounts if your 2 cards and the dealer's up card total 20 or 21, are 777, and a few other ways. I usually never play side bets like those but my mom loves them and she figures she'll get in on this action.

    I'm dealt a 10.

    "Good start," I say aloud. Dealer shows an 8.

    I see a 4 slap down next to my 10. :grrr:

    Lost the side bet, but I'm more concerned with the $45 hand. I'm not feeling great about my 14. "7 baby, 7!" I yell enthusiastically as I tap down on the felt, signally a hit.

    The card transfers from the dealer's hand to in front of my bet circle in slow motion. It's a 7.

    "Yes!" I shout as I high five my mom. Dealer flips over a 10 and has 18. I win, grab the chips and zip over to the cashier to put me up $190 on the trip. I leave NYNY with a bang.

    It's 3:45pm and we catch a cab to the airport to wait for our 5:35 flight. While waiting, my mom puts $40 in a Wheel of Fortune 25 cent machine where the max bet is 3 lines, or 75 cents. It lasts a while and she gets a few exciting spins but in the end the $40 goes, finalizing a trip of insane gambling sessions. I buy a Subway sandwich and my mom has a hot dog from some bar in the airport and soon enough we're on the plane, waving bye to the Strip we love. :wave2:

    45 minutes later, we're back in Southern California, our 4-day Las Vegas adventure seeming surreal. On the car ride home, my mom and I reminisce on the most exciting and memorable moments of the trip. The longing we had for months prior to the trip was now satisfied. I look to my mom and see a grin. I find that same grin on my face as well, knowing we can go home and eagerly anticipate to our next encounter with the city of lights.
     
  14. Motorhead

    Motorhead Low-Roller

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    Nice TR! Lots of gambling details are always my favorite. I wish I had more break even or better trips to Vegas, especially since you spent your trip on the Strip.
     
  15. silversilver

    silversilver Low-Roller

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    Thank you all for the responses. One thing I must add is I couldn't help but notice how much the average blackjack player lacks understanding of the game. I was surprised to see how horrible players are becoming at the tables, even since my last visit in July, albeit there's a small sample size. I was stunned as I consistently saw bad plays like standing on a 13-15 against a 10 or A, hitting a 12-14 against a 4, 5 or 6, and various other split/double mind-bogglers. I say this not because I believe their bad plays hurt my chances, but because I genuinely want to see everybody at my table win and have a good time. Many players I sat with this trip would be better off staying home and mailing a check to the casino. That way, at least they'd save money on the room and airfare.
     
  16. blackjacknut

    blackjacknut VIP Whale

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    GREAT TR! Very entertaining and lots of gambling details which I like. Also very nice that you spend time in Vegas with your mom. :thumbsup::thumbsup:
     
  17. pass line man

    pass line man Low-Roller

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    awesome TR, welcome to the world of degeneracy...I know you'll like it. :)
     
  18. pikabu

    pikabu Low-Roller

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    Thanks for the great TR, silversilver! Make sure you keep a copy of this; you definitely made some fun and special memories with your mum.:cool:
     
  19. VegasBJ

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    Very entertaining report! Looks like you put in some good hours this trip, so hopefully it will lead to more good offers towards your next trip!
     
  20. rosec73

    rosec73 Low-Roller

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    That was a great rollercoaster ride of a TR. :thumbsup:
     
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