When I was barely 21, back in, uh,
a while ago, I recall a trip to Vegas where both my travel-partner and I had both hit the ATM just after midnight, and found ourselves both with money but past our daily limit when it came time to drive home. [I realize now that we could have likely made
purchases on the cards, and that the cash limit was a cash limit.] It was Sunday and we were broke and stranded. We both took a good nap.