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Zombie outbreak in Las Vegas: Day 8 (and 9... 9 was busy)
Sane people don't spend a week in Las Vegas, so if you've read this far, you knew that day 8 would be inevitable.
Anotherslow "vacation style" start to the morning as we head down to breakfast at 11am. This morning, it's a Las Vegas classic, Hash House a Go-Go. I remember when one had to have "Locals" knowledge to find Hash House, a couple of miles down Sahara well off strip. Today they are everywhere. Downtown, Strip, the Rio... ok 4 places (plus San Diego). The quality is still great though. If I were to judge a breakfast joint by it's orange juice, this place would be 5 star. Food portions here are stupid huge. I was happy to see that they no longer (or at least not at the Rio location) charge a split-plate charge, so there was no reason to order a bowl of Froot Loops for $4 to avoid a $5 split plate charge. The Mrs. and I split a breakfast and were quite full. Portion sizes have not gone down at all either.
As a side note to those attending their first WSOP at some point, presenting your "Total Rewards" card (needed for WSOP play) will save you a buck. It's not a lot, but do you really care if someone is tracking your food consumption?
Back to the Daily Deepstacks. The further we get from the Colossus, the more fun my table-mates seem to be. Of course the fun ones are drunk and get busted early, but it was fun for 6 hours. My last big game run comes up dry, and I can only console myself knowing I finally outlasted Mrs Zombie.
My KO is just in time to jump in on the Rio Nightly tournament. This was absolutely amazing because
We have dinner in the Deli next to the sports book for a decent meal (but not awesome), then off to bed. Sometimes a Trip Report is short.
Unless you jam in 1 more day into the same post...
Zombie outbreak in Las Vegas: Day 9
Real life is creeping up on us. This morning we needed to set an alarm to wake up by 9am. We're not leaving Las Vegas yet, but we are leaving the Rio. At 10am our limo is here to pick us up. We usually - and this trip is no exception - use Limos. We pay for a "roundtrip airport transfer". The limo has taken us to a liquor store for a case of water (handy in the desert), to the Bellagio, now from the Rio (we cabbed it from the Bellagio to the Rio) to the McCarren (Las Vegas Airport) car rental facility. That's how Zombies roll. A limo to get a car rental.
We drive back in our boring new Toyota, check out of the Rio, and now it's onto classic Vegas... DOWNTOWN!
We check into a "suite" at the Downtown Grand. We're on the 5th floor, with a marvelous view of the lower levels of a parking garage and a dumpster. The room itself, I think ss 2 rooms with a door connecting them. The hotel itself is pretty nice though. Clean, recently remodeled, and oddly quiet.
Nearly starved, we hit Pizza Rock. This, I predict, will be the next Vegas place to start popping up everywhere. It's just good pizza. The Caprese salad is no joke either, and local beers really top it all off.
A short stroll over to the Mob Museum. I once worked as a docent, and have an astute knowledge of prohibition era culture. I like things like the Mob Museum, even though I dislike "touristy" attractions. The MM was both.
Now we have a car, we're in the downtown area, and we have a little time to kill. Somehow, (really, Mrs Zombie I don't know how this happened
) we wound up here...
I wasn't here for the water.
$36 later, thanks to a $30 discount from Groupon (Don't tell me you're too cool for Groupon too) We now have appropriate sized racks for my CPS chips, 2 setups of Gold/Black Copags for when we fill 3 tables, and a dozen chip tubes for easy rebuys.
We return to the hotel, then head up Fremont Street. Fremont Street: Where America puts their crazy people to keep them dry.
We wrap up our day in the Plaza poker room. Electronic tables, but the poker action was a blast. After my 8th glass of wine I realize we forgot to have dinner. Actually, I realized that after the 2nd, because we were going to drive to dinner after the game, but once #2 was down, there was going to be no driving. Once #8 was down, I don't even remember walking back to the hotel. What I do remember, was Binking the tournament. I proposed a chop at 4 players and was scoffed at. They really underestimated my ability to play while hammered.
Sane people don't spend a week in Las Vegas, so if you've read this far, you knew that day 8 would be inevitable.
Another
As a side note to those attending their first WSOP at some point, presenting your "Total Rewards" card (needed for WSOP play) will save you a buck. It's not a lot, but do you really care if someone is tracking your food consumption?
Back to the Daily Deepstacks. The further we get from the Colossus, the more fun my table-mates seem to be. Of course the fun ones are drunk and get busted early, but it was fun for 6 hours. My last big game run comes up dry, and I can only console myself knowing I finally outlasted Mrs Zombie.
My KO is just in time to jump in on the Rio Nightly tournament. This was absolutely amazing because
- People were fun.
- I saw an actual Royal Flush played
- I finally landed in the money
We have dinner in the Deli next to the sports book for a decent meal (but not awesome), then off to bed. Sometimes a Trip Report is short.
Unless you jam in 1 more day into the same post...
Zombie outbreak in Las Vegas: Day 9
Real life is creeping up on us. This morning we needed to set an alarm to wake up by 9am. We're not leaving Las Vegas yet, but we are leaving the Rio. At 10am our limo is here to pick us up. We usually - and this trip is no exception - use Limos. We pay for a "roundtrip airport transfer". The limo has taken us to a liquor store for a case of water (handy in the desert), to the Bellagio, now from the Rio (we cabbed it from the Bellagio to the Rio) to the McCarren (Las Vegas Airport) car rental facility. That's how Zombies roll. A limo to get a car rental.
We drive back in our boring new Toyota, check out of the Rio, and now it's onto classic Vegas... DOWNTOWN!
We check into a "suite" at the Downtown Grand. We're on the 5th floor, with a marvelous view of the lower levels of a parking garage and a dumpster. The room itself, I think ss 2 rooms with a door connecting them. The hotel itself is pretty nice though. Clean, recently remodeled, and oddly quiet.
Nearly starved, we hit Pizza Rock. This, I predict, will be the next Vegas place to start popping up everywhere. It's just good pizza. The Caprese salad is no joke either, and local beers really top it all off.
A short stroll over to the Mob Museum. I once worked as a docent, and have an astute knowledge of prohibition era culture. I like things like the Mob Museum, even though I dislike "touristy" attractions. The MM was both.
Now we have a car, we're in the downtown area, and we have a little time to kill. Somehow, (really, Mrs Zombie I don't know how this happened
) we wound up here...I wasn't here for the water.
$36 later, thanks to a $30 discount from Groupon (Don't tell me you're too cool for Groupon too) We now have appropriate sized racks for my CPS chips, 2 setups of Gold/Black Copags for when we fill 3 tables, and a dozen chip tubes for easy rebuys.
We return to the hotel, then head up Fremont Street. Fremont Street: Where America puts their crazy people to keep them dry.
We wrap up our day in the Plaza poker room. Electronic tables, but the poker action was a blast. After my 8th glass of wine I realize we forgot to have dinner. Actually, I realized that after the 2nd, because we were going to drive to dinner after the game, but once #2 was down, there was going to be no driving. Once #8 was down, I don't even remember walking back to the hotel. What I do remember, was Binking the tournament. I proposed a chop at 4 players and was scoffed at. They really underestimated my ability to play while hammered.
