Wednesday December 22, 2010 – Day Nine of Nineteen
[This is part nine of a nineteen day trip report. To start at the beginning, go here.]
Up at the El Cortez at 9:00, out 9:45. I have one last meal at Cafe Cortez to use up my dining credit here.
Cleopatra Keno: $5-$0
Four card Keno:
Quarter Double Double Bonus video poker: $80-$120 by hitting four of a kind too-blurry-to-post-a-picture-of-sixes and a dealt Straight Flush!
Today I am checking out of here and moving to the California hotel. At check out, my room bill is wrong since my dining credit should have been applied at $20 per day and not $60 total. Since a couple of days I was over $20, and today I am under $20, she has to play with it to get it to work. She does and my bill is $0.
It’s P-O-U-R-I-N-G out. I mean monsoon like. On one hand, this is fine by me since I am usually lucky in Las Vegas when it rains. Come on BIG MONEY! On the other hand, I don’t have much of an interest in walking my luggage to the California in the rain. I ask the El Cortez bellman if he can call a cab for me. He had their driver take me to the California for ten bucks. I don’t know if I was supposed to tip on this? The guy is not a taxi driver. But I gave him $15. Better to be safe than sorry.
At California, I get room 1133, last one in the hall.
These rooms come with a refrigerator, but they do not come with Las Vegas luggage. You have to bring your own.
Fremont Double Double Bonus Supertimes Pay:
I had two Binions promo chips from doing the “Spin the Wheel” promotion on my last Las Vegas trip, so I head over there. I don’t play table games (nor do I know how) but the internet told me I could use them on Roulette and just bet one on red and one on black. I did this and won $5.
Binions quarter Double Double Bonus video poker:
$20-$80 by hitting four of a kind fives:
I have enough points to do the swipe promotion again. This time I win $10 food credit. That’s so much better than a deck of cards.
I play around some more because you know, GAMBLOR.
Life of Luxury slot machine: $20-$50
Crystal (something?) progressive slot machine: $20-$0
Sex in the City slot machine: $100-$0 (yikes)
Then because clearly I am beyond degenrate, I start playing dollar video poker.
Thankfully, I hit four of a kind sevens and cash out with $300.
Do I stop there? Um, NO.
Miss Kitty slot machine: $20-$0
Geisha slot machine: $20-$0
Ducks in a Row slot machine: $15-$0
Triple diamond Keno $5-$0
Four card Keno $25-0 and then another $25-$0
I now have enough points to get a second swipe on the spin promotion and I win a free Binions burger!
STILL NOT DONE.
Monte Carlo Royale slot machine:
Make my way back to California and here I play a Maltese Fortune slot machine: $20-$0.
Quarter Double Double Bonus video poker:
I take a break to go to room to situate myself and add lucky glitter to my new money.
Out with $105, my aim is the Golden Gate and instead, ended up going to the Plaza as it was screaming for me to come inside.
It is so DEAD in here. I played some slots:
All That Glitters 2:
I Love Lucy: $20-$0
It is still pouring outside. I love the neon reflection when it rains on Fremont Street.
I am exhausted and want my bed. I go to my room. I put on pajamas, brush my teeth and crawl into bed with a book. It is so comfortable and I just let out a pleasured sigh and then IT happens. I put my arm under a pillow. It feels frozen under there. What the…my bed is wet. SOAKING wet. What the hell is going on here? I get out of bed and note that the side of the bed away from the room door is completely soaked through, as is the carpet. I was walking on it making this discovery and the water was so deep in the carpet that it would rise up and go over my foot. What is this?
I call the front desk. I say “My room is flooded” and the check-in-ling tells me to come down and she will give me a new key. Not that she will send someone up with a new key to help me move or anything. Not even an apology actually.
As I get off the elevator, the check-in-ling is waving me over with my new keys in her hand. She didn’t even verify I was me or apologize. I still to this day have never received an apology, even after writing a letter when I got back home.
Now I go back upstairs to move all my stuff. I didn’t want to pack and I was being a total child throwing a temper tantrum about this. Rather than pack and just move my bag, I keep going back and forth between the two rooms with a few items at a time in my left hand, while holding my right hand up giving the finger to any security cameras that might be watching me.
My 9:00 bed time has now become an 11:30 bedtime. Screw you California Hotel.