After starting my Thursday with another mediocre Cafe Roma breakfast, I left Caesars for the nearby jitney stop where I was corralled by a friendly senior gentleman who proceeded to give me a synopsis of his life. From his self-description, he appeared to be one of those "millionaire next door" types who liked to take the train down on an almost daily basis to play a little blackjack. He told me that the train shuttle would be arriving soon and we did indeed catch it together to the train terminal/convention center complex.
Not finding the previous day's convention-hosted lunch particularly appealing, I decided to use my mid-day break to check out a Boardwalk eatery that had been suggested to me: Bill's Gyros. While I'm not into Greek cuisine, they had plenty of typical American fare including the turkey burger and fries that I ordered. This was actually the best meal I would have the entire trip...and for less than $10. (Note that there are certainly numerous restaurants in the casinos and on and near the Boardwalk that would satisfy those with more refined palates seeking a more upscale atmosphere. This was just not my time to emulate Donald Trump.)
My post-convention plans for Thursday night were to either check out the Borgata Comedy Club (to compare with the Tropicana's Comedy Stop), head to the Ego Lounge at the Trump Taj Mahal (where I figured I might find some of my fellow convention friends a bit more loosened up) or even both. However, I was feeling rather tired so I figured I'd make a decision after a short nap. Unfortunately, I woke up at 10pm, too late for the comedy show and still not quite up to hanging out at the lounge. I felt conscious enough to do some pre-packing and eventually make yet another Cafe Roma run.
I sidled up to the bar and ordered some chicken noodle soup (and ginger ale) for the soul and chatted up the friendly bartender. The soup had hit the spot so I started feeling my oats and went down for one more party with the Village People.
Starting out with my original twenty-spot, I had my best run of the trip earning lots of bonuses. Eventually, I was able to virtual double my investment to $39. Satisfied with my good fortune, I ended my final party and called it a night.
Next: Am I in still in Atlantic City or am I in Las Vegas?
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