The most notable thing at dinnertime was the bananas foster. Really, any ammount of fire is good. I even went up to the chef to watch the process, and she threw some ru into the pan and ignited it, just for me. I are speshul.
Then, it was time to head back to the casino for the gambling. For some reason, this run created a lot more luck than before, and over the span of a couple of hours, I won around five hundred dollars. Although, really, it would have been smarter to not be a complete idiot and keep on betting money. Still, there's something about the rush of gambling.
At one point, we break to go smoke cigars. I have such awful control over the fire and puffing on it to ignite it, i slobber all over the cigar, so after five minutes, it is dissolving and flaking apart. Really nasty, and the cigar smoke isn't doing much for my voice. So much for the karaoke.
At some point in here, we go to the bar and sit around and watch the dancers. It is about this time that I realize that Foxwoods is different from any other casino I've been to. In Atlantic City and Las Vegas, you can wander to other casinos, but at Foxwoods, you're more or less stuck there. So much for other bars and strip clubs.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment