Going back to when I was a wee lass of 19 years old...and I'm not saying how far back that was - but I'll have you know that somewhere on this site you can figure that out! ;)
I went to Vegas with a guy friend of mine, I made our reservations at the Hard Rock Hotel and he made our reservations on Greyhound :-/
He had the hots for me, and this is how he was trying to impress?! Eeeek
Anyhow, I had my bags, was all packed up, dressed to the nines and ready to go.
The bus ride seemed like it took forever and a year (which only takes us 3.5hrs by car), we made a pit-stop in good 'ol Barstow - ya know...where you go to get your "kicks on route 66" - well I don't know who wrote that song or what they do to get their "kicks", but I'll tell ya where it's not happening for me...in BARSTOW! Sorry Barstownions - no offense.
Then the lovely bus ride (full of weirdos) continued, finally we pull into downtown Las Vegas - waaay the hell off of the strip and Mister Cheapie Pants here doesn't want to split a cab. If he could split a penny - he would - I'm so SERIOUS! So on foot we go - I'm a fan of walking, so it's not really a problem - aside from lugging around all of my bags and that I'm in high heels (I'm not that tall), and like I said "dressed to the nines"!
We walked and we walked, and you'd never think that these hotels are so freakin far away from each other until you walk the strip, and realize how long it took you!
Finally we arrived at our hotel, time to check in, they ask to see my identification and credit card, once I handed everything over, there was a PROBLEM, they explain to me that they can't check me in because I'm under 21! Nice...they didn't seem to think it was a problem when I prepaid for the room.
We go check out our room, get ready to paint the town and of course do a little bit of gambling.
Then for the rest of our time there, it was Shows, Food, Gambling, Shows, Food, Gambling, etc, etc, etc..
But everytime I went to a table to play cards I was so nervous about them checking my ID that I didn't really care at all about losing my gambling money - and I hate losing money!
Ends up that I made out with more than I came with and more than enough to pay for my portion of the entire trip! I'm not treating this Dud!
And then things didn't go quite as smoothly in a few of the many trips to come --
I've been thrown out of casinos, stranded in the middle of the desert, left sitting on curbs, got into my share of fights, hung out with the whales, got comps at every turn, had my 'Indecent Proposal' experience...
I simply never lost, I always won $$$ - bring me the money!
So of course I kept coming back for more!
And then it happened - I turned 21 and now being totally relaxed and at ease about having my ID checked, (I almost wanted to flash it around just for the heck of it) the only concern I had was about losing my money and guess what happened next....
YUP, I lost every single last dime that I came with... I left in a state of shock! What the heck just happened?! This doesn't happen to me - I don't LOSE!!!!!!
But, ya know I still can't seem to get enough of that place (I just don't gamble these days..unless we are talking penny slots!)
Change your outlook change your outcome,