My brotherâ€™s wife passed away two weeks ago after eight months of mostly unconsciousness. It hit him pretty hard and he wanted to go to Vegas. He told me that he had booked a Greyhound to take him there and back because he was afraid to drive. After about three seconds of thinking, I told him to cancel the bus and we would drive him there. He liked that. First night at the Plaza He hit the VP machines before I had even checked in. For the first time since, he had a very pleasant look on his face. Made me feel good. After playing a little VP myself, I grabbed a Bud and walked down Fremont St happy as shait. There is something about that walk when I first get there that I truly love. Back to the Plaza, they had $3 craps with 10x odds. I lost bad. Found my brother and he was down pretty bad also, wife the same. As far as the first night went, I stepped over the line. I spent the cash I had brought, wrote a check for 500 and pulled a marker for another 500. I was pissed at myself; I donâ€™t normally go overboard like that. Day two Checked into the El Cortez and their were no Jacuzzi Suites available as promised. Oh well, we probably wouldnâ€™t of used them anyway. Brought our bags up to the rooms then went downstairs to play. My luck had changed. I started off playing a game (VP) called 3Way Action and just kept hitting and hitting. Went to play with my brother on regular VP and kept hitting. No royals but lots of quads. Later that evening I went to the bar for a Bud and put a twenty in the machine so I could get the Bud comped and within 15 minutes my balance was up to $1,756. Got four aces with the kicker twice plus more quads. Totally unbelievable. Walked up to the Plaza and paid off my $500 marker, yes. Played some craps and BJ with negative results. Day three Played a ton of VP with my brother and both of us lost. He was mad about losing but it kept him mind off of his wife, well almost. I had one nice hit of VP for $900 or so and ended the day close to even for that day, not bad. Next morning Went to Careful Kittyâ€™s for breakfast and they are remodeling it. Itâ€™s one screwed up mess right now. Food was just OK, not like it is usually. Got in car and drove back to Calif. Final score: Wife, not telling. Brother doesnâ€™t want to talk about it. Me, + $1,700 plus a big hug from my brother when we got home. We are not really a hugging family so that made it real special. Almost forgot, I walked to the Gold Spike and what they have done so far is great. I couldn'tâ€™t believe my eyes. If the end product looks just as good it will be a nice place.