Ok so the road to recovery is always pretty sweet right?
It's now Monday morning and I have realised I have not done an update about Saturday or even Sunday yet so here goes!
So Saturday was a bit of a non starter for me. As I had been up 26-27 hours I slept in till around 4pm when I was woken up to a message saying the group were heading to Freemont street for a few drinks, walk around and to find something to eat. Feeling like I have wasted a day because of antics the day before I jump out if bed, shower and get a taxi to Freemont.
The chiefs are in town and the party atmosphere is buzzing!
After getting some food we head back to Ceasars where the group wants to play the tournament there and then head to Omina as we have tickets. Still being massively tired from earlier I pass on the nightclub (not really my thing anyway), skip the tournament and playing some 2/5.
The poker room is buzzing with 3 full 2/5 tables, tons of 1/3 and it took me around 20 mins to get a seat. As tables go this was one of the worst. There was a crazy Asian kid who had 4k Infront of him and a few pretty serious and miserable regs. Nothing really to report apart from one hand that summed the way the small session went.
Crazy Asian opens to 15. We look down at JJ on the button and go ahead and 3 bet it to 45. The Sb and bb flat because of course they have a chip in the pot and it's not a time to fold. The opener calls as well.
Flop QTT two spades.
Bb leads for 20
Sb calls
CO pumps it up to 145
Of course someone has a Q and I am miles behind so I fold. BB then goes all in for 700 to which is snapped by CO.
Hands I am shown are Q4 in th BB and T9 for the CO.
After a few more raises by myself which completely whiff every flop and betting like the previous hand I decided to take my 145 loss on the table and call it another day.
Asleep by 11pm! What a baller
Sunday was a far better day. After a great sleep I go for a walk and message the group that I would like to go to the American football game and 3 of the group want to go also.
We book 4 tickets, go to Ellis Island and have a spot of breakfast before heading to the stadium. I have not really eaten much this trip and that habit continues when I cannot eat my pancakes I ordered (portion sizes far too large)
After breakfast we walk to the Flamingo to get a taxi to the stadium but instead we are directed to a bus that will take us to right outside where we need to go. It was one of the party buses and with free beers in it the bus was buzzing
The Allegiant stadium is huge and one of the best I have been to in a long time. I follow soccer (proper football) back home and go to alot of grounds and not seen one as nice as this.
The beers flow, the atmosphere is electric and despite American football being so slow to watch due to the sheer amount of breaks in it we all have a great time and was an amazing first game experience.
I am pretty drunk by the time we get back to the Cromwell and make the decision to join the rest of the group for the 8pm donkament at the horseshoe as I want to carry on drinking and having a good time. While I wait for the others to get ready I play a bit of free bet blackjack at the Cromwell and win around 500.
The tournament at the horseshoe is one of worst structures out there with 20' min levels and huge blind jumps. I don't care as I am seeing it as an excuse to drink and play a stupidly aggro but fun style of poker. Clearly the players could not adapt to this mixed with a bit of run good and I managed to take down the tournament to the tune of 1600.
The night finished off with more drinks and a very late dinner in Paris with a lady I was speaking to at the table. We chatted for ages about our lives and around 4am decide its time to get some sleep as she had work at 6am! Good luck her.