am i the only one who quit reading after the first group of mumbled words ??

you have to make paragraphs, no one can read and understand mumble

I actually liked the trip report. You gotta read it with an English accent in mind to truly get the full experience. BTW TAXMAN, most of us in the USA don't go through immigration and customs at LAS so your statement about security on arriving kinda went over our heads. That was a bad break when you got beat by 10's full. That sucks big time! To satisfy Htown, you might want to break the report into paragraphs by date or venue played.

Taxman, I am interested in reading your TR, but you have to put in paragraph breaks. Please edit.

holy crap thats hard to read!!!!!!!!!!

I read it - thanks for the post, Taxman! Is "brekkie" an english word? Sounds Australian for me (I did get from context that it's breakfast).

Glad you had a good trip, and left some money for our struggling Vegas economy

s.i.

Thanks for the TR....paragraphs are your friend...

Did you say you were in the BB and on the flop had two ppl check in front of you? Not sure how that is possible.

LMAO that Denny's was good and the Spice was ehhh. I love it!!!!

Wow, I think I had better grammar in elementary school. I appreciated you writing the report but as RightNow said "paragraphs are your friend". One other piece of advice; it's and not "n". I only got through half of your trip report because it was so hard to read.

I liked the report. I couldn't read it on my computer but it was easy to read on my crackberry.

I'm going to have to use the work brekkie! I love it!

Our security is tough at the airport because some terrorists crashed planes into buildings and a field on Sept 11, 2001.

Glad to see I'm not the only person out there who hates "Blackberryspeak" (ie. How r u 2day? Gr8 n u?)

It obviously took the poster a while to write this so I took the liberty of funneling it through Word, replaced the use of a million commas, added some breaks, etc.

Yes... it is a very good report. I had to laugh at Ms. Gutshot being pot committed to a J-6 sooooted pre-flop.

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After what seems an eternity we are over lake mead and heading down into Mccarren (thank god), I’m only too pleased to get into the airport, but then there are the millions of security checks to get through and boy do you guys take them oh so seriously. Eventually, we get through and out into the sunshine to find a cab. A cab gets hailed for us and we are on our way to Planet Hollywood woohoo! It doesn’t seem like we’ve sat in the cab and our driver is telling us he can get us the best hookers in Vegas and he can take us to all the best places for everything . We politely decline and we are soon heading down the strip, I suddenly feel like a kid at xmas again.

We pull in to PH and tip the driver he insists on giving us his card just in case. We head to check in, I take the lead with the $20 dollar trick and we get an upgraded room overlooking the Bellagio fountains on the 31st floor, wow what a view! We quickly get set and head out of the hotel at 3pm (we’ve been up for 18hrs). We head into the casino where I quickly locate the poker room and book in for the 22.00 tourney. We take a wander down the strip for a bit and then grab a bite in La Cantina in the miracle mile, the food was superb. Times heading towards 22.00 so we head back towards PH for the tourney, get my chips + an extra 500 chips for having an alist players card. I have to say sitting down at only my second live tourney was quite scary and there were 47 entered. I suddenly feel very out of my depth, but the tourney kicks off , and I’m comforted to have some quite chatty friendly people on my table. For the first round of blinds (20 minutes) the highest cards I see is Q3, but I figure that I might have a tight table image. I’m in seat 6, 3 off the button and raise it up to 3times the blind with 2 limpers everyone folds and I pick up 350 chips and it feels good to pick some chips up at long last.

The table seems quite tight except for an Asian guy who always raises 3x the bb with raggy aces or limps with monsters , I pick up AK suited and raise 3 x the blind everyone folds except the Asian guy who flat calls, I instantly hope he’s on his raggy ace flop comes 5KA rainbow flop, I bet out 600 (3bb) and he instantly moves all in I’ve got another 1500 he has me covered by about 200 chips I call and he has A7os turn and river come blanks and I can’t describe the feeling to picking up my first big pot of Vegas, he says well done and thought I had missed as I didn’t try and trap him.

About eight hands later I get pocket 8s and limp in with 4 other players flop comes 5h 10s 7h , it gets checked round to me and I bet 600 everyone folds except 1 player who seemed very tight, turn comes an 8 (happy days). I bet 600 and Mr Tight instantly goes all in and I start thinking maybe he’s got 89h I call as I have him covered and he shows Ah 10h , thankfully the turn comes a blank and I rake in about 6000 chips and I don’t feel so unconfident.
The next one and a half hours don’t really have any eventful hands and I make it to the final table... a final table already! I feel like the cat that got the cream. The first hand of the final table and I’m seriously short stacked I’m in the bb and I look down to see A 10 suited the SB raises twice my blind which would leave me with about 1000 chips, so I go all in he has AQ flop comes 2 4 10 and I think destiny is on my side, turn a Q arghhhhhhhhhhh, then to nail it home the rivers a Q too. I shake the man’s hand and say good game and good luck to everyone, I was sickened to go out but was extremely happy to final table on my first attempt.

I’m absolutely shattered and head to bed at 0040. I manage two hours sleep and my body clock is all over the place. I have a shower and head down the strip. Stop in Margaritaville for some refreshments and there are ladies of the night everywhere. Head into the Flamingo and play $25 dollar blackjack for what seemed like a few hours I’m doing pretty well and I’m up about 350 dollars when one of my friends calls me to see where I am and if I fancy brekkie then I realize its 7am. OMG where did the hours go? I tell him I’m at the Flamingo and we head to Denny’s for brekkie and I have to say it was very good. He mentions a 9am tourney in the Monte Carlo so we have a stroll back up the strip and sign in for the tourney, we get seated 23 players and I’m feeling good (beer), first hand of the day and I pick up 88 again!!!! I limp in and the flop comes Ah 10d 8s bingo! I check there’s a raise and an all in. I give it some thought and then move all in too the raiser folds and the all in man shows AK the initial raiser said he chucked another A , I double up as 2 blanks hit. I’m in the BB and get moved to another table as one guy trebles up inside 4 hands. I sit down in the BB to see QKos. There are 3 limpers including the SB, so I raise to 250 blinds are 25-50. One guy folds the other two call flop comes 8h 9h QS the two players check and I bet 250 again first player folds, and second limps I’m now worrying at bit. Turn comes a Q for trips she’s got 520 left so I put her all in and she calls with 6h jh wtf!!!!!!!!!!!!! why did she call the initial raise with that?????? river comes ........ 10. I do my upmost to remain calm while my mate thinks its hilarious , I start muttering to myself and take a big gulp of bud and she makes a remark about being pot committed. I muster my best sarcastic voice, tap the table and say nice play, then next hand I get pocket rockets on the button. My friend limps, Ms Gutshot raises x5, I call, mate folds. Flop comes JJJ I chuckle out loud and bet 200 and she raises 200 more I’ve got about 1200 behind and she’s got about 1800. I call and say you really got it in for me haven’t ya everyone has a chuckle. Turn comes a K, I shake my head and rub my face in disbelief and check. She puts me all in, I think for a minute acting afraid then call. She shows K 10 revenge is mine and I suddenly feel a lot happier. There was a local guy there with a nickname “The Terminator” who taps the table and remarks how good that must of felt. I don’t really find much else and go out in 12th to “The Terminator” with pocket 6s to pocket 10s but overall was very pleased with my game.

I head over to the MGM for the 11 o’clock tourney and this tourney feels a much higher level. I sit down and I donk a third of my chips in the first hand with an idiotic play all of my own doing. I sit there annoyed at my play and seem a bit card dead when I decided to bluff at a big pot and get called by a big Hawaiian guy who hit two pair on the river while I was bluffing the flush, out within 20 minutes, oops. Looking back he was probably the one guy I shouldn’t have tried to bluff with one of his earlier calls I had seen , but that’s life. Didn’t do a lot for the rest of the day as I try and get some sleep.
We head out at 7pm for dinner and eat at the Spice Buffet in PH, it was ok but nothing special. Then we head over to Caesar’s to watch the big tourney and see the poker brat and matusow and a few others playing. I’m not really one for watching so we head off and tour a few casinos and waste some money on slots and the tables. I’m down about 400 with entries, etc.

For the day on Sunday we head to Fremont and Strat and do the touristy things, so no poker but loved the roller coasters etc. On Monday morning we head out to the Grand Canyon on a heli tour and it’s truly beautiful and it’s kind of nice to be away from the strip for a bit. We get back at midday and head to the outlet center where I spend a fortune, but well worth it compared to here. We get back and decide to have a proper feed, to mark our last night in Vegas. We go to Bill’s Steakhouse and all I can say is wow the food is truly awesome. I had a stuffed Portobello mushroom dish and it’s the best dish I’ve ever eaten. Truly phenomenal starter and the steak was like butter we each give them a $30 tip for our amazing food. I can’t recommend this place highly enough. We head to Caesar’s and have a few table games and I don’t really fancy poker, and lose nearly 500 on roulette and blackjack. We get packed and check out early. We are walking through the casino when my mate says, one silly bet for the holiday. He puts 50 dollars on eleven I’m not that brave and bet $25 on 17. Unbelievably, 17 rolls in and me and him are jumping up and down like kids. The dealer hands over 900 dollars, I tip her 25 dollars and give my mate 100 dollars for the hell of it. I feel like king of the casino.

We head to the cashier and head to Monte Carlo for brekkie had a great buffet there and we checked in for the 9am tourney. Again nothing much happens until I get pocket 9s. I raise and this guy calls me. Flop comes 9s 10h 4h, he seems a very good player from what I’ve seen. I bet 300 into a 750 pot and he flat calls the turn comes 6h and I’m thinking he’s made his flush I check, he bets 300. I call we’ve both got about 1500 left behind I’m praying for a pair on the board river comes a 4 and I’m in heaven I bet he goes all in I call and he’s got pocket 10s where was his flush????????? I sit there for a min and say wow vnh. I get up and am amazed that I’m out. I felt sure he had the flush. That was my last poker of the trip. We had an hour trying to learn craps with Marvin at the Monte Carlo. He’s a truly funny guy but I struggled once he got past horn bets and pass lines etc .

Overall, I thought Las Vegas was an incredible place but I wouldn’t want to live there. I would be dead inside of a year. I didn’t win any money on the poker tourneys but I thoroughly enjoyed them all and I was happy with all my play except at MGM. I came back with most of my bankroll, even after eating like a king, drinking like a fish and doing a fair bit of gambling, so I did a lot better than most, thanks to lady luck. Hope you can understand this report as I’m rather shattered, cheers guys.

raising w rags i owe you one for doing that, and i would like to apologise to ev1 else for that terribly illiterate and unpunctuated rubbish i wrote, i guess i shoulda had some sleep b4 attempting the trip report,

@TAXMAN

Oh, the irony.

Nice report though, once translated.

@Raising-w-Rags

One comment: while Ms. Gutshot deserved the beat here, I don't know if the "Hollywood Moment" (ie. acting afraid) is really required when you know you are going to call. A slow roll is still a slow roll, even if the other person gave you a bad beat earlier.

Yo man, please don't ever write a thousand word+ text message ever again.