Last night in Vegas, and I’m not spending it at a gaming table. Kimber has rescued me from the tradeshow and we’re off to the Mandalay Bay.
Kimber is trying to get me to a poker table, but there isn’t a table with low enough limits to interest me. I’d rather shoot the breeze with my recently acquired Vegas friend than have her or the casino take my money.
So we hang out, eat nachos and cover a wide range of topics while I wait for my 10:56pm flight. Our bartender is entertaining, the scenery is nice and the company is good.
After a few wrong turns, Kimber somehow gets me to the airport. I end the short trip in Vegas without any gambling time.
But just for good measure, I drop $1 into an airport slot machine … just doing my part to pay the power bill.