Paris Trip Report Part 4:
(Read previous parts begginning from
this post).
After completing my long walk around Paris, I went back to my hotel, had a quick shower and headed to the poker club. I found myself seated at a €1/2 table. After about 1,5 hour of play, the cash tables were announced to be closed for another tourney. They said the cash tables would re-open about 8pm as the tournament tables broke.
I was happy to hear that as I was a little tired and had already over €500 worth of chips in front of me, on a table I sat down with €200. Yes, math geniuses, I had made about €300 which was the actual buy-in I had paid for the tournament
So I went back to my hotel, and jumped into the bed, setting my alarm clock to 20:30.
After waking up in the evening, I felt like I could use some junk food, so I went to the McDonalds nearby and took down a Big Mac with some fries and chicken McNuggets (yum! feeling hungry yet?). Gulping those down with a Coke Zero (I must watch my calories so no regular coke with my healthy meal
), I then headed down the road to the poker club.
The club was packed and there was a long waiting list for the tables. So I just put my name in through the iPad they use. It was a pretty nifty system, in which you had your card scanned and picked the tables you want to get seated, you can follow how many people are in front of you in the list and you get called when it is your turn to sit. So no need to check in with the pit boss around the clock.
After waiting for about 20 minutes, a new table opened for €2/4 so I sat down. This time I chose to buy-in for €300 (my previous earnings). The table had two older gentleman -I mean grandpa old- 2 other guys, me and the other 5 knew each other, so they were regs -probably the older guys were regs too, with their membership going back to the second world war...
Anyway, it was a fun game to play, the oldest grandpa managed to stack 2 other guys once with KK and once with AA. I felt happy for him whenever he won. As the game progressed, I was winning some, losing some, but at one hand something happened...
I was on the BB with 2 limpers and checked with a trash hand. On the flop, I checked, so did the others. On the turn the last guy bet 1/4 the pot, I raised with air, other guy folds, last guy calls.
The river card was a 2 and not flush nor str8s were made on the board do, I bet 1/2 the pot and the other raised x3.
I had Queen high, so I folded.
The other guy smiled and showed me Ace high air. His friends at the table began laughing, and I smiled my loveliest smile and said "nice hand, you got me there".
Jut a few hands later, I was sitting at the button with Q2 of spades. There were 5 limpers so I didn't mind tagging along. The blinds didn't raise so were there for the picnic.
The board came Q 2 sthg. With 2 of them diamonds. Someone bet ~1/3, one called, others folded but the guy who thought he bluffed me, and I called.
Turn card showed another 2! Everyone checked to me, and I bet just below 1/3 of the pot to get callers. Yep, 2 callers including that guy.
As the dealer burned the last card, I was praying for a diamond to come, which did!
First guy bets, "
bluffer" calls, I go all in, both call.
Showdown:
First guy shows:
Table goes "
woooo".
Bluffer shows:
Table goes "Hahaaa" and they glance at me with some pity/hello fishy looks.
I showed my full house, and a silence fell on the table, except the grandpa, who started laughing hilariously.
So I was gathering the chips as I looked at the "bluffer" and saw his face turn red, like the color of the diamond nut flush he had.
After another hour of play, I got up with about €200 more profit, and walked back to my hotel with a smile on my face.
So I had the tournament buy-in back in my pocket, as well as hotel and dining expenses covered. I'm sure I could get back the plane tickets as well as the membership fee if I played another day but I had to have a reason to come back, so I went to the airport the next day.
The Star Alliance lounge at the CDG airport is one of the lounges I like, not because of its atmosphere but the fact that it has an open garden in which you can smoke. You can't smoke in the airport other than here so it was a blessing for me, actually it used to be that because I had quit smoking as you may remember
So I sat down and drank my creamed asparagus soup, actually I had 4 cups of it! Yes, I love it and it's hard to comeby in Turkey. But the best time and place to have it is Germany at the end of May and beginning of June.
Then I drank a few cans of Kirin Ichiban, the Japanese beer. Believe me those Japs do know how to brew!
I took a quick nap, and as I was about to get out for my plane, I saw the following quote on the wall by Jean-Jacques Rousseau, "
The person who has lived the most is not the one with the most years but the one with the richest experiences".
I smiled, and thanked god for being this lucky...