Taking the Golden Nugget

This is our last day in Vegas, and as you can see from my previous post, it started off with a bang.

And that's only part of the story.

Our morning started at Binions where Mrs. F pulled off a second winner of Four Deuces (the $250 variety this time.)

So we were off to a good start.

We decided to try some BP at the Golden Nugget and have a heart-starter or two. About 5 minutes in I held three to a royal and up popped the other two beauties for $1000.

I never get tired of seeing these.

I jumped out of my seat a little bit and made some appropriate noises to indicate that a positive event had happened. Positive? This totally pulled my trip from the fire.

Once we snapped some pix and I cashed in for 10 crisp benjamins, I was able to write down that I was up $975 for the day, and Mrs. F was up $200.

Maybe this is why we gamble. To play for almost 13 days, every day, and pull out a win to put me within a hundred bucks of even, having enjoyed about 793 pounds of free, greasy food, is some kind of modern day miracle.

We are going to chill today, preserve our stakes.

In two previous trips we had a somewhat disturbing occurence of each of us losing about $500 on the last day, burning through most of our profits in what had been winning trips. Dumb. Dumb. Dumb.

So we are going to show some discipline and just take it easy, cruise around, collect our cashback and freeplay here and there, sit out by the pool, and get ready for "Hell-trip 2009".