Note: This is an older Las Vegas trip report that I am posting for the entertainment of Las Vegas addicts and anyone else who loves fun. It was written back in 2008. Most of this information is now outdated and some places mentioned no longer exist.
Friday, December 19, 2008 – Day Eight of Twenty One
I wake up at the El Cortez. Again my notes start off with me whining about my trip being almost half over. I am also mad at myself because tomorrow is supposed to start my $170/day budget, but I’ve gone so far into the future that I’m now down to about $130/day.
Today I am up at 9:00. First day of the trip I have woken up to an alarm clock, first day of the trip I have sort of slept in.
I head over to McDonalds for breakfast (Seriously, yes. Seriously, suck it)
After eating, I then come back and do the El Cortez daily free slot tournament. I get nothing. I go back upstairs and pack and whatever and I find my shirt that I nearly cried over losing last night. Eeeeeeee! Now if only I could find the metaphorical shirt I seem to have lost in every slot machine I have sat down at.