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I am up early at the world famous Boardwalk Hotel.  I am showered and out of the room at 8:45. I’m going to really gamble and try the world famous Boardwalk Buffet. It relatively empty, but the short line is SO slow. I credit this more to the gaggle of women who all had travelers checks, who all had to be asked 983984798327489327483274329874328 times for ID, than I do to the cashier.

Well, all the stories you have heard about this buffet being terrible are true. Now I don’t think it is disgusting to the point I’ve read about. but it is just not good. I can’t think of one nice thing to say about it, other than “well, it is not as bad as the Frontier buffet.”

Off to gamble!

The casino had the air conditioning up so high i could barely handle it. it was FREEZING. I kept stepping outside to warm up.

Nap time before moving hotels! I set the alarm for 11:30. I sleep through the alarm and got woken up by “room checks” at about 12:10 ‑ ten minutes past check out time. Who knows how long i would have slept if I hadn’t been woken up?

I take a cab to Treasure Island, second hotel of the trip. Annoying cab driver. First he asked me why I was moving hotels and asked “you didn’t’ like this one?”  I hate when people ask a question and then answer it themselves, incorrectly, before you even get a chance to reply. The next thing I know I am explaining why I move hotels. I want to stay in all of them.

He starts telling me matter‑of‑factly I should find one I like. Dude, I like ALL OF THEM AND WANT TO STAY IN ALL OF THEM. He went on to tell me that maybe I am too fussy and I shouldn’t be so picky about hotels. So basically you choose to ignore everything I say and have a conversation with yourself where you fill in my lines.  Ugh, how much further?

We finally arrive at Treasure Island. I’m here on the Island Breeze package ‑ $69 for a deluxe room with strip view and a bunch of coupons that are mostly useless for the single traveler.  2022 wants you to know I don’t mention the inclusion of a resort fee because those didn’t exist back then.

I get room 33004 – it is beautiful. Although right as I checked in, I got a “room check” knock at the door. This always happens to me!

Room photos:

I feel like the bathroom looks exactly the same in 2022.

Look at that tacky full wall mirror:

I see you Imperial Palace balconies!

I don’t see you Comopolitan, Aria or Vdara!

Time to gamble!

I lose and lose and lose and lose and lose. First on a Price is Right Punch a Bunch slot machine. Then on a little Green Men Junior slot machine. I won on Hollywood squares 2 slot and then broke even on a Beverly Hillbillies slot.

I ate lunch at the Terrace Café.  It was very good.

It is now 5:00 PM and that’s time for a nap.

I napped until 11:00 PM. 2022 called, it wants me to remember when I used to nap until late night.  Pouring one out for my youth.

I got dressed, got a Frappuccino and headed out. I took the tram to Mirage, walked over to Harrahs and spotted a Monopoly Free Parking slot machine. YAY. I won nothing. BOO. I go back to Mirage and play various games. A Price Check slot machine got me up to $100, I cashed out with $50.

I miss you Mirage people mover:
Back to Treasure Island. I miss you skull sign:

I apparently used to take photos of each and every inch of hotels and casinos.  All of these old photos are the worst quality but I liked seeing them.  Remember when Treasure Island was tan?

This is what was left after I deleted 329874983274 of the even worse photos:
I cash out $125 on a quarter Monopoly slot machine. I played a Lobstermania slot machine and get up to $50.  But degenerate gambler that I am, I cash out with a mere $3.65. I’m not sure why I even cashed out at that point, I should have just went down to zero, huh?

I go to bed at 5:30 AM.

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