I'd sat on my patio for about 100 evenings watching the airplanes overhead. Every one heading South West, I imagined was heading to Las Vegas. I thought about that while I was on the plane, finally heading there myself. No problems getting there, and to the Mirage, or checking in, getting to the room, finding our way to the casino, and starting to drink (Jack and Coke). We gambled for several hours and then went to bed. After about a 1/2 hour of laying there, I remembered that Coke keeps me awake...and wondered why the hell I was in bed before midnight in Las Vegas anyhow. So we went back downstairs. I was playing VP, and at about 2AM I got a RF. The machine had dealt me all but the Queen - $1000. This was my 15th Royal Flush, but my first in Vegas. I figured it was about due...but the VP players here know that "figuring" on RF's is kinda silly. You also know that having 15 Royals isn't about luck...but volume. We gambled mostly at the Mirage, and that's (not coincidently) where we had the most luck. Neither me or my wife hit any other big jackpots, but we seemed to usually play for a long time on what we took down to the casino each time. We also didn't come home broke, and I think that's a Vegas first for us. anyhow.. My 50th birthday came and went in a blur of Elton John, alcohol, gambling, and sex..(but mostly gambling and alcohol) which was the intended purpose of this trip. At the end, the hotel comped us 1 night, all the meals we'd charged to the room, and gave us a free 6PM checkout. I would stay there again. On the flight home, the drunk lady in front of us vomited all over her seat and the side of the plane..and that makes a real nice end-of-trip memory. Ok...time to do the laundry. Our 17 year old son (who stayed home this trip) was nice enough to leave us his to do today too.