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Las Vegas Trip Report: Moving from New York, New York to Planet Hollywood

I wake up at New York, New York.  It is 6:30 am.  I am out by 7:00 and I make a beeline to MY Buffalo slot machine that I could not play last night.  I cash out up $25.

I walk over to Excalibur to use a MyVegas reward for breakfast.  It is so incredibly hot, even this early in the morning.  Bonus: The Excalibur MLife desk doesn’t open until 8:00 so I have half an hour to kill.  Wish I would have known this when I was still at MY Buffalo machine at New York, New York.

I play nickel Caveman Keno machine, one nickel at a time.  Surprisingly, I double a $5 and then it is time to go.

The Excalibur buffet is very good nowadays.  And I am not just saying this because I love that they have Sobe water as a drink option.

I head back to New York, New York  I love the view of the casino from the escalator.

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I also love it from down inside the casino!

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I go on an insane losing streak.  Then I got myself back a bit on video poker hitting first 8’s and then a straight flush. I do not have a photo of the straight flush because savvy gambler that I am, did not realize I hit it until I saw the credits jumped after I hit “deal” on the next hand.

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I go upstairs to collect my crap and move to Planet Hollywood.  Honestly, I should have just not booked a MyVegas room at all.  Or cancelled it and stayed at Planet Hollywood so I would not have to move.  The main feature of using a MyVegas reward for rooms is that you can then use certain dining rewards you cannot use if  you are not staying at an MLife property.  But it is a holiday weekend so everything is blacked out anyway.  I get fixated on the amount of MyVegas points I have and keep booking rooms I don’t really want.  I need to stop doing that.  I am going to stop doing that.

On my way out, I play MY Buffalo machine one last time and cash out up $80. I have also made Pearl status at MLife, which I wasn’t trying for.  The best perk of Pearl status is free parking and I do not drive.

I walked to Planet Hollywood in the heat.  Yes I know.  YOU would have taken a cab or Uber or Lyft.  But I would not.  It is just a thing about living in NYC.  Every day a cab is an option but that doesn’t mean you go ahead and take one.

I stop at the Walgreens right before Planet Hollywood to get some water.  The woman in front of me puts her stuff down and asks where there is a garbage can.  Outside.  She walks away to go outside and the cashier starts ringing her up.  Are you fucking kidding me.  She walked OUTSIDE and I am standing here INSIDE.  Ring ME up.

I get to Planet Hollywood and no, just no.   The amount of people in the lobby.  I would be hard pressed to remember any time in my life when I saw this many people in a hotel lobby.  I checked in using the kiosk and there was a charge for early check in.  I have never paid this before, I would normally opt to simply drop my bags over and come back later.  But today, I decide to pay it.  I think it was $30, but I could be wrong about that.

I have never stayed here as Planet Hollywood.  I have stayed when it was Aladdin.  I missed the entire Planet Hollywood themed rooms phase and I have a newly renovated one.

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With this weirdo room view, which I know is just a crappy view of vents and stuff.  But it is oddly satisfying.  I think because it looks like a space ship on an alien planet.

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I decide I am going to take a nap, which justifies paying the early check in fee.  But I am a liar and instead, I go out and gamble until way past check in time.  I wish I could tell you that “Black pail I did $3” means I won a million dollars as that is what it looks like my notes from this afternoon say.  But it doesn’t so that mystery remains unsolved as of yet.

I came back to the room with enough time to take a quick nap before going to see Ka, courtesy of MyVegas.  But when I woke up from my nap, the last thing I wanted to do was go OUTSIDE to get to MGM Grand to see Ka.

So I stayed inside and played Buffalo for a few hours until I was starving.  Then I went to McDonalds because I do that in Vegas.  And it pisses people off.  Sorry, not sorry.

I was in my room and asleep at 10:00.  Until the fire alarm went off   But that’s tomorrow’s sad story.

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Another Surprise Trip to Las Vegas? Sure, Why Not?

Or rather, what about another two surprise trips to Las Vegas?

Yes, I know.  “I thought you were never going to Vegas again neener neener I told you so…”

My job decided last minute that we would be getting five days off for Fourth of July.  I am not sure if you have ever tried to book a last minute trip on a major holiday weekend.  Well I now have and I will tell you, it is expensive to book last minute.  Las Vegas was the cheapest option even with inflated airfare and gambling budget.  Then again in August, I was reminded I had two free days to use.  These days needed to be used in August.  Again, while not a major holiday, apparently planning any summer travel last minute is really expensive.

So yes, if I find out last minute I have extended time off work, and that time is not long enough to do things like I would like to, such as go to Turkmenistan, then I will be boring and predictable and go to Vegas.

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Booking a room for the first trip was a bit annoying to say the least.  Boyd offers are back, but they start July 1.  I was going to be there either June 29 or June 30.  Rates everywhere for Friday, June 30 were insane.  Because of the holiday weekend.  The only comp I could get for July 1 was at Boyd.

I found I could get a MyVegas reward for June 29.  So I booked New York, New York as I had a great feeling about this place.  It was my favorite stop on my Strip crawl earlier this year.  I won $600 and got a massage.

I was able to book Planet Hollywood for Friday.  Comp + resort fee (fuck you.)  I have actually never stayed here.  I stayed at Aladdin, but never Planet Hollywood.  I considered cancelling New York, New York to save a move and spend both nights at Planet Hollywood, but eh, screw it.

Next three nights were celebrating the return of Boyd comps with a stay at California.  When I booked, I chose a newly renovated room.

Final night was going to be at Linq.  I have never stayed here as Linq.  Probably a dozen times as Imperial Palace, I think maybe once as The Quad (that is a stupid name) but never since the renovations.

These room moves were choppy and could have been planned better had I been given more than one week’s notice about my trip.  But if my biggest problem is that my room  moves in Vegas are awkwardly scheduled, I am a lucky person.

I left my job early and went to the airport.  Outside security, I saw a penny on tails.  Right past security, I saw a penny on heads.  I picked up the latter and put it in my bra.

I board my flight.  A loud woman comes on afterwards and I hear her asking the woman behind me “Who is sitting here?”  The woman behind me says “I don’t know.”  Loud Woman then begins to talk about how she isn’t sure where she wants to sit.  She is in an aisle seat and cannot decide if she wants the left or right one.  She wants to be next to someone interesting.  You don’t get to choose, you sit in your assigned seat.  The woman behind me tells her “Well my mother died today, so I booked an hour ago and I picked this seat because the middle one was empty.”  Loud Woman offered her condolences and then sat on the other side, quietly.

The flight went on forever.  When we were landing, I had that thing that happens often, where it feels like my forehead is being injected with very long needles. I don’t know what causes it, I  just know it huuurrrrrrrrts.

We land in Terminal 3.  Just like my trip back in March, I could not find the bus stop.  Screw it, I’ll take a cab and we can stop for cheap cigarettes.   I do and we do.  The trip to New York, New York, including the stop and a tip, came to $27.

At check in, I am asked if I want a high floor or low floor. High floor please.  I get a room on the sixth floor. Why even bother asking?

My view:

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And the room:

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I stop for Starbucks and then go to the Buffalo slot machine that gave me $600 back in March.  Of course, two idiots are sitting at my machine and the one next to it.  Each playing one penny at a time.  To get cocktail service.  They have a million empty bottles and a whole lot of limes all over the machines.  Like ON the buttons.  So not only are you cockblocking me from my machine, you are also both fucking slobs.  And the cocktail waitress keeps serving them.

I played next to them for a bit.  Then I just get agitated and decide it is stupid to throw money into a machine I do not want to play, just to keep my eyes on the one I do want to play.  So I grab a slice of pizza for $6.44 and head to bed, beyond annoyed.

This is what a SIX DOLLARS AND FORTY FOUR CENTS slice of pizza looks like.

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