I’ve never been to Las Vegas, and I don’t think I ever should be there. I just got back from a short trip to Atlantic City, and the lights, noises from all the different slot machines, second-hand smoke, glittery embellishments, and other sense stimulation was uncomfortable for me. If I stayed too long in the casino, all the whizzing and whopping and biiiiinnnnnnggggg!!! whooooooppppp!!!! wee-yuuu-wee-yu-weeee-yuuuuuuu!!!! baaaarrrrrriinnnnnggggg!!!! noises would have gotten the better of me. I could close my eyes and see unflattering neon signs splash across my mind. It was just not the sensory stimulation that would be appealing to me. It was brash, a little abrasive, and sometimes unnerving. I’m going to assume that having all of that in even more excess might just do me in.
The main purpose of my trip was to spend time with family, which of course is always nice. I did indulge in a little slot machine action (Mystic Bayou penny machine) and walked away with $167.84. It only took me about 15 minutes before I was way ahead of my initial investment of $20, so I just allowed my 40 free spins to spin on and on (which probably took another 15 minutes), and checked out with my winnings. Mission accomplished, done. That’s usually my tactic- aim to win something or at least break even, and quit while I’m ahead. I don’t enjoy gambling enough to do otherwise.