Who: 3 gals, 45 yo, friends since grade school. Still like to think we’re in the 80’s from time to time. Do a girls trip once a year..first time to Vegas all together. This was a trip to escape the humdrum of our daily grind. Day 1. Girl #1, namely yours truly, arrives one day ahead of girls 2 & 3 to enjoy a single solo day/night of gambling on my own. Checked into my comped Ipanema Tower deluxe 2 queen room about 4pm. 13th Floor…nicely done Rio! Excellent pool/strip view. Dumped my crap and headed down to spend some time on the slots. 40 bucks in and hit for 250 on a Platinum Hits machine. Score! Don’t have to hit up the ATM today. Dabbled around with a few other slots, enjoyed a few bonus rounds on Wizard of Oz but didn’t win anything to speak of. Wandered over to 3 Card Poker…spent about 2 hours at a fun table with a good dealer, up and down, left up 185 with a 40.00 buy in. A bit tipsy after my cards session, I decided to spend a few bucks at the Bonus Texas Hold’em table. Wow, ever had that bitchy, crabby, late 50’s dealer who feels it’s her job to scold everyone at the table for minor transgressions? "Your cards must be HERE...not THERE.." Yeah, her name is Rhoda and she’s at the Rio. She’s not dancing on the sand either. One by one all my table mates slinked away from her horrible mojo. Colored out at 50 bucks and went over to the Sports Deli for a really great Philly Cheesesteak sandwich and giant onion rings to recover from her vibes. Messed around on some WOF slots, my favorite machine in this series with the tumbling reels. Hit for 130 and decided to take my winning TITO up to my room and lock it in my safe for tomorrow. Sat in my ginormous room and finished my sandwich and drank a beer from the overpriced minibar. Off to sleep about 11:30..plan on getting up at a decent time to spend some solo time over at the Palms before my 2 cohorts arrive tomorrow afternoon. Day 2 up next.