Well, I have returned from my Caesars Palace trip using a host for the first time. It was an experience to say the least. My best hit was at my local casino on $60 free play on the way to the airport. I bartend and was supposed to work til 2am, then catch my flight at Pittsburgh at 5:50 am. The bar was dead and I got off 2 hours early. I was afraid to sleep and miss my flight...so what does a degenerate gambler do? Hit the local casino and then make the 1/2 hour drive to the airport from there. I started off on silver swords for my first $20 in free play. Nada. Then I spot an opening at the community Wizard of Oz machines. This was the seat that a couple of weeks prior I saw a woman hit back to back handpays...that had to be good right? I put $20 in freeplay and get a couple hits at an 80 cent bet and a couple of bonuses so I up my bet to $2.00 for a couple of hits since I'm up a couple hundred. I get the wizard symbol a couple of times. The wizard bonus comes up and the guy next to me says "oh my god you got it at 100X bonus." I look up and holy shit he is right. During the bonus the wizard comes up again, and I am now at 400x bonus. Then I get double wild reels and a seven for a kick ass total. Woo hoo!!! $3200 large before I even hit vegas!! Unfortunately it all goes kinda downhill from there. I am still up now after the handpay $600 on the machine. I am checking the time and still playing. I play down to $400 and cash out. I CANT miss my flight. I ask the security lady at the door for someone to walk me out to my car, as it is now 4am. She says I can have them do it from the camera room. Great...then they can watch me getting hit over the head. I get in my car and punch up the airport on gps and haul ass for the first 15 minutes or so. It then gets scary. The gps gods took me the shortest route but not the best route in the fog at 4:15 am. I can hear the deliverance banjos playing. The state route turns into a rural route thru the woods. I nearly missed 2 deer and parts of the road were all double s bends so you couldnt go faster than 25. Dear god...I'm gonna miss the plane!!! The GPS has to have gotten me lost...I am in the middle of the woods in the middle of no where BFE. Oh my god my BF is waiting for me in Vegas and will KILL me if I miss my flight. Suddenly the road opens up to the street my airport parking place is on...one block up. Damn it I love gps. It is 4:30 am...my flight is in an hour. I can do this. The shuttle drops me off and I haul ass thru the airport...security is pretty quick at 5am. Get to my gate! The plane is already boarding. Run to pee out the large coke I drank while driving and haul ass to get on the plane. I get seated. Vegas here I come! Or so I thought. The crews limo did not pick them up on time, and we had to de-ice so we took off late. I flew from Pitt to Washington DC, and from Dc to Vegas. I know its dumb but it was only $288. I get to DC and get off the plane. I look at the screen and realize I have to get to the entire other side of the airport in the next 30 seconds or so as my plane is boarding. I have to OJ Simpson thru the DC airport. No lie...it was crazy. I was jumping over luggage and knocking down old ladies. Got from D gate to A gate in 10 minutes. The Juice would have been proud. I couldn't breathe. But I made my freaking plane. Vegas here I come!!!