My sunlight alarm clock failed me today. I slept until 9:00 am, even with the blinds completely open in the desert.
I am still at Fremont hotel, tonight will be my last night here before I move to the Strip.
I got up and got dressed. Then something tragic happened. My lucky penny from yesterday fell onto the floor and landed on tails. Oh hell no. I took a bunch of pennies out of my wallet and threw those around and picked up the ones that landed on heads. The floor now has many pennies on tails scattered about and walking in my room means looking out for landmines.
I should also mention my current first world problem. This is a problem that every person who plays slots, while being comped, faces. Loose change. I probably have about thirteen dollars in loose change on me by now. All those times you cash out at an odd number really add up. Since I am using cash for nothing, all my meals are comped, I am basically only able to get rid of $.33 every time I buy a Dunkin Donuts large iced coffee. I cannot keep up with the growing change. Even with my quarters out of my bag, set aside to play Sigma Derby, my bag is getting heavier and heavier with all this change.
I started my day playing Cleopatra Keno on a machine I have never played on before. All my normal Keno machines near the lobby are full so I had to seek out newer, funner machines. This one hated being a Keno machine and had no problems letting me know this. So I switched her to Double Double Bonus video poker and she rewarded me kindly.
I cashed out, grabbed breakfast to go and went to my room to eat.
Next up, I decided to get a head start on my plan to visit every Strip casino. I agreed ahead of time I could skip SLS, but every other one was a must. I haven’t been in some of these properties in many years. I spend so much time just gambling, I thought it would be nice to get out and about and have to keep moving.
I got on the SDX bus and almost didn’t make it to the Strip. We stopped at Bonneville transit center. There were security guards on every bus. I thought at the time, that this had to do with a gunman at Bellagio the night before.
Some guy got on the bus without a pass and the security guards kept telling him to get off. He would not. This went on for so long that I considered giving up and going back to Fremont Street. But I didn’t. I also considered getting off this bus and getting on a Deuce bus instead. But I didn’t.
This guy kept refusing to budge. So we sat there and watched it escalate. Finally someone intervened and tried to hand the guy $5 so he could pay to ride the bus. Security blocked this and the next thing I know, this little guy took on three large security guards and pretty much won. Until they pulled out the pepper spray. It was an amusing viewing of human nature. All the tourists gasped in horror and ran to the front of the bus. All the locals grabbed their cell phones and ran to the back to begin filming.
A whole lotta bloodshed later, the guy was on the ground in handcuffs while the three bloodied and exhausted security guards stood there, gasping for breath. Finally, we were free to go.
Once we hit Caesars, there was an announcement that the Bellagio stop was closed and we would be re-routed. I still thought this was because of the Bellagio gunman. We got back on the Strip on Tropicana and I continued down to Mandalay Bay. I cannot remember the last time I was here.
I sit down to play. My first visit to the Strip on this trip. Intending to go to every Strip casino. It was one hell of a bus ride there. I just want to sit and unwind and play.
I didn’t even get through one cigarette before my money was gone. Insert a second $20, gone. Third, gone. Fuck me, this is how it is going to go.
I am not going to sit here throwing away more money just for the hell of it so I get up and leave, even though I really would prefer to just stay here for awhile.
Next up is Excalibur. I skipped Luxor because I had a MyVegas buffet to redeem at Excalibur and it was much later than I planned to be here, because of the whole bus debacle.
The new and improved Excalibur brunch buffet is really good. I am in love with the fact that they have self serve drinks, which include Sobe pomegranate water. This stuff is soooooo good.
After eating, I stop to play and lose $60 real quick. I could double back to Luxor, but instead decide I will go to Orleans, then come back to Hooters, Tropicana and hit Luxor then. But as I was walking to the bus stop, a WAX bus was pulling up. I took it as a sign and got on it, headed back to Downtown. I have been gone three hours now and all I have done was hit two casinos, lost more than half a day’s budget and consumed way too much Sobe water.
As I am on the bus, people are talking about the Bellagio gunman and how he escaped on a bus. Or so I thought. Since I have not turned on the news once since I have been here, I didn’t yet know that there were two separate incidents in the past 24 hours, both involving men with guns at Bellagio. One was the gunman that I knew about. The second one that I didn’t realize happened, was where a man with a gun got on a Deuce bus at the Bellagio stop and shot and killed a person. Thus began an hours-long standoff with police.
A friend of mine was staying at Cosmopolitan. The Bellagio bus stop is pretty much right outside the Cosmopolitan entrance. Just a few feet. Cosmopolitan cleared their floor and sent all the hotel guests back to their rooms. My friend was sequestered in her room for a bit, with this entire thing happening under her balcony. Here is a photo she took:
That is some scary shit. This probably started as I was still at Bonneville with the whole security scuffle. This was also the reason my bus was rerouted. I had no idea at all that any of this was going on.
Once I was back Downtown, I went gambling. I walked over to El Cortez and played an old school Buffalo slot machine. I won $200, no photo.
I walked back to Fremont and again, I had to herd a bunch of bar drinkers away from the Bonus Streak Ultimate X penny machines so I could play.
This wasn’t working for me because I could not take being in the middle of a drunk hangout spot. So I decided to go to Santa Fe Station. On the way to the bus stop, I took some photos of Fremont Street.
This is I think where the strip club used to be. Now it is a lone food truck.
The bus ride to Santa Fe Station is about half an hour. It takes longer to get down the Strip on the Deuce. My first time here, I had an accidental $852.50 win on video Keno. So now I want to go here on every trip, obviously. There was even more incentive when they were still participating in MyVegas and I could get a free meal for traveling here. But still, I am willing to take a ride.
My biggest win here was discovering a new drink at Starbucks. Iced Cinnamon Almondmilk Macchiato. Oh yeah, that’s the stuff. This drink was so delicious that I actually said “This is so delicious” aloud to myself when I took my first sip.
I played around and lost. I stopped at the gift shop to use my points for free cigarettes. Then I walked to the bus stop. And then I checked the bus schedule, which I should have done before leaving the casino. I have an hour to wait. I am not going back in there, they will steal all my money. I did consider going back for another Iced Cinnamon Almondmilk Macchiato and had to stop myself.
Side note, ordering that drink requires speaking more syllables than I wish to use when speaking to a stranger.
I take the bus back Downtown. I stop at the Double Double Bonus video poker machine I won on this morning and hit four of a kind nines. This seems like a good place to stop, as I am up $300 for the day. So I do.
Good night Fremont Street. Bonus photo of California that I forgot to include in my last installment.