Hello ladies and gents, first thanks to all the VMB'ers who helped me plan this trip. I got a lot of helpful info from this board, and I'm very appreciative. I have this sick, degenerative need to visit every casino in the continental U.S., so when Delta offered two round trip tickets to Shreveport for less than 40k Skymiles, I jumped at the chance to knock off a few casinos from the list. I was also going to get a chance to fulfill one of my bucket list spots by visiting Dealey Plaza in Dallas. In the spirit of the times, I'm gonna let my good friend Donald help me get through this trip report.... Day 1 - "Frankly Shreveport, and I have to be honest here, the first day in your town was a disaster. Just a HUGE disaster." Fairly uneventful flight on Delta from Atlanta to Shreveport. We get off the plane, turn my phone back on, and find a voice mail from Enterprise. They want me to call back immediately, which I do for the next 45 minutes and get no answer. Undeterred, I get to the rental place and, in what feels like a Seinfeld moment, they have....wait for it... no cars available! "See, you know how to take the reservation, you just don’t know how to hold the reservation and that’s really the most important part of the reservation, the holding. Anybody can just take them." Anyway, after what felt like an eternity, someone returned an Equinox, and we were able to get a free upgrade for our troubles. This was my first experience renting a car and while it wasn't pretty, I thought we still came out pretty good. By this time we're starving and decide that check-in at the Horseshoe can wait. We make a bee line to Strawn's Eat Shop, a highly recommended diner in Shreveport that supposedly has legendary pies. The menu is right up my wife's alley...southern classics like chicken fried steak or typical diner staples like grilled cheese or burgers. She opts for the grilled cheese with bacon and I get a double cheeseburger, both with fries. We inhale them...for diner food, this is really good stuff! Full bellies don't prevent us from ordering pies, she gets chocolate, I go strawberry. Apparently the chocolate pie was ok, but the strawberry was to die for. When in Shreveport, GET THE STRAWBERRY PIE! Saturday afternoon at the Horseshoe had no line at check-in, so we breezed through and got a 16th floor room overlooking the Red River and downtown Shreveport (which to my surprise, had a pretty decent skyline). We only had the car for two days and tomorrow was gonna be spent in Dallas, so we decided to visit some of the other casinos. The first two were Diamond Jacks and Boomtown. Now, I had already been cautioned not to expect much from these two properties, and add to that my previous experience with a riverboat casino was at the Horseshoe in Southern Indiana, which takes the award for biggest shithole of all time. So we went in with low expectations, and Diamond Jacks barely lived up to them. Boomtown wasn't much better, but we still played a little bit and promptly lost what we allotted for these two places (which becomes a theme for the trip). I do give both properties a gold star for providing self-serve beverage stations, with Coca-Cola products no less! Our next stop was Margaritaville, which wisely went the barge route so that you don't even feel like you're on a boat. It's a good-looking, well-maintained property with fairly new games. This was the closest to a Vegas property that Shreveport got to in our opinion. We played here for a couple hours with some ups (couple good hits on Fu Dao Le) and downs (everything else), and eventually lost what we came with. Before I move on to dinner, I just wanna preface that by saying I'm a Cajun foodie in an Italian body. If I see gumbo on the menu, I have to try it, even if it's just chicken and sausage. We go to Biloxi and New Orleans several times a year, in part to gamble, but also for the Royal Reds, Char-broiled oysters, Roast Beef Po Boys with debris-soaked bread, etc. So when I told a few friends I was heading to Shreveport, I was warned not to expect the same flavors. The quote I heard on multiple occasions was that "anything above Alexandria is considered Southern Arkansas." Even the Enterprise dealer cautioned me that the food is just not the same. So when I ordered the Crawfish platter at Ralph & Kacoo's, I went in with cautious optimism. Unfortunately, I was still disappointed. The crawfish etoufee and the bisque were both bland. The crawfish tails were fine, and made better by some sweet Thai chili sauce that was very good. The filling in the meat pies resembled a Hamburger Helper recipe. I didn't get a picture, so you'll just have to trust me when I say you're not missing anything. My wife ordered a medium bacon-wrapped Filet, which came out closer to rare so she sent it back. Five short minutes later, her steak was returned after being clearly microwaved. This steak was absolutely hammered, but we didn't complain. I loaded up on Tabasco while she emptied the ketchup bottle. Needless to say, we didn't come back. The bleeding continued back at the Horseshoe for the rest of the night. I will say that while you know you're on a riverboat, the casino is still very nice and not as smoky as I expected. Table games are pretty limited, so we just hit the slots and video poker. After a night of losing, I decided to apply direct pressure to the wound and just play 4/8 poker and drink myself sleepy. The beer choices were extremely limited so I made due with Corona and lime and had a lot of fun on a great table of people. Even with a buzz, I'm not a terrible player, but I found myself finishing 2nd each time I threw my hat in the ring. $200 later I decided it was time to call it a night and get a decent night's sleep before heading to Dallas in the morning.