So as I am a month away from going to Vegas, I am reminded of the first time I hit a 'real casino' when I was just 22 years old. This isn't a Vegas story as this happened in Reno, but I thought I would share anyway. So I was 22 years old and basically broke. We were going to Reno to bowl in 'nationals' at the bowling stadium there. We had pre-booked a flight/hotel package at the Circus-Circus as it was the cheapest place within a decent distance of the stadium and they had specials for the bowlers coming out there. We got up at 5AM Central time and headed for Omaha (we lived in Des Moines Iowa at the time but were flying SW out of Omaha). We had a 1.5 hour layover in Phoenix that turned into 3.5 due to delayed flights. Then, we had to touch down in Vegas on the way to Reno (again, anything to save some money as I was broke). I should also mention my father was with me on this trip as we bowled together on our league/team. When we finally got to Reno, rented the car, had some dinner, and got checked into the CC, it was around 9PM Reno time (11PM body clock). However, I was READY to hit the casino. Now, we were going to be out there for a week and I had all of $1000 with me (big money at the time). No credit cards or a full bank account to fall back on and my father had already vowed to not 'bail me out' though I am sure he would have if needed. That $1000 had to cover food, entertainment, brackets (a bowling side bet), and gambling for a WEEK. So, he told me to leave the majority of my money in the room hidden and go down with only what I could afford to lose that night. So, I took a whopping $50 with me and headed to the BJ tables. I sat down at the first $5 table I found open and laid my $50 on the table. I really had no idea what I was doing (much smarter player now) but somehow turned that $50 into $400. After losing a couple of hands in a row (to get me back to $400) I decided to walk away and was obviously STOKED. I went back upstairs to our room and the old man was watching TV. I had been gone just about an hour and he was surprised I lasted that long on $50. When I showed him my winnings, he was impressed and (correctly) called it beginners luck. I was so ready to go back. So, I put most of it away and took another $50 with me and headed back down to the casino. By this time, it was about 10:30PM Reno time and 12:30AM 'home' time and I was tired but living on adrenaline. I walked through the large mezzanine and found another table at the Silver Legacy which is connected to the CC and also the Eldorado. I slapped my $50 down on the table again and had an almost identical run to the first one. I turned that also into $400. Once I hit the $400 mark, I walked away from the table. At this point, I was floating through the casino and also thinking this gambling thing is a piece of cake (I have been humbled countless times since then). As I was walking back towards CC and our room, I walked through a high limit slot area. I figured I was playing on their money, so why not give it a shot. I put $100 into a machine that only took two credits per spin. It was a machine that had only 7's on it but every seven was a different color (or colors). As this was almost 20 years ago, it was a 3 reel machine and it spit out real coins when you won. I pulled about 4 times with no luck so was down a quick $40. I thought, I'll try it one more time and if I don't hit, I'll pull out $50 and still be in good shape. The next spin, I lined up 3 different 7's that paid out $150. I was now up to $190 in the machine. I was loving life. I decided to play it down to $150 and pull out ahead but before I could do that, I hit that same 'spin' 5 more times. Between non winning spins, I was up to $800 in the machine. HOLY S***!!! At this point, it's midnight Reno time, 2AM body clock time and I have been up for (and traveling for most of) 21 hours. I am spent and ready to crash. I push the 'cash out button' and the machine starts to spit out coins. It runs out and the attendant has to come refill it. It was also my first taste of comps as I was handed a pass for a free meal and he also encouraged me to enter a drawing for a car they were giving away in the future, etc. I take my bucket of $5 coins to the cashier and turn them into bills. Now, in total I am up $1500 for the night. I have now taken my $1000 for the week and turned it into $2500. This time, when I made it back to the room, the old man was sleeping. I let the door slam a little louder than I could have and made sure to be a little more 'noisy' while getting settled in. When he finally rolled over in his bed and asked me where I've been, I told him I had a good night. I fanned out $1100 in new winnings in $100s, $50s, and $20s and told him that all of that happened in my second trip down. He immediately started to get up and get dressed as he wanted to go downstairs to gamble. I told him I was done and was quitting while I was ahead (way ahead) and went to bed. Maybe I should have gone back down but it probably would have flipped a great night back to an average night. For the rest of the week, I lived it up. I gambled when I wanted, went to a show or two, ate like a king, etc etc. When I gambled for the rest of the week, I stayed pretty even while the old man lost his ass. He had to hit the ATM multiple times which didn't make mom very happy when she got the report at the end of the week. But, it was a great week and the hottest 'bender' I have ever been on. So, I'd love to hear about a winning streak you've had. I don't mean one lucky pull on a slot machine but a streak of winning that extended into multiple tables/machine over hours or days.