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I definitely should have brought my own coffee. I'm not certain if it's the coffee I bought (standard French Roast) or the method of making it (filter), but it's not a scratch on what I drink at home. Better than instant, obvs, but I would kill for a decent espresso.
But, hey, if that is my major problem in life at the moment – slightly unsatisfactory coffee - I should be grateful.
I drove in for about 11am yesterday, when it was "just" 44c/105f, only to have to park so far out in Flamingo Lot C parking lot that I was virtually on Koval Lane. This weekend is seriously busy and I won't be unhappy when it's over and I can park once more in the main hotel garage.
The searing heat (46c/112f yesterday) and distance to walk to the car is such that I'm not coming back to the apartment in the afternoon. I played two four-hour sessions in Harrah's and Flamingo, with little break in-between, and came home at 8.45pm, when the temperature had fallen back to 44c/105f.
Luckily I found an excellent route home, via Koval, Paradise and Desert Inn, which meant I was back within 15 minutes. The Flamingo/Eastern/Desert Inn route had been taking up to half an hour, because of shreer weight of traffic and roadworks.
I won $185 in the Harrah's session and $3 in the Flamingo session. Very few hands of note in the eight hours played. I had drifted down to $75 (again!) and found an unusual double-through with AJo out of position. I put in a small raise in late, got two callers, and then one caller to my continuation bet on a flop of Jxx. Turn was a blank so I checked (as I would do with AK) and opponent obligingly bet. I reraised and he called. That left me with only about $25 in front of me, which I bet on a blank river. He called (presumably a pair of nines or 10s) and I raked it in.
The second double through, to $320, came after I raised a number of limpers with AhQh in the small blind. Two callers and flop obligingly came 7h6h4h. I bet, got one caller. Turn was Td. I bet and opponent puts in hefty raise. I shove and he calls, showing TT. Blank on the river and I win.
I had the minor interest of getting AA under the gun, raising small and getting four callers. Flop came a less than normal AAx, giving me quad Aces. Small blind took a stab with a $10 bet and I called (obvs) as did one player behind me. Turn brought who-cares-what. SB checks, I check, and now player behind me takes a stab for $15. SB folds and I call. River brings another blank and I bet $20, which opponent obligingly calls.
No high hand bonus in Harrah's for four of a kind (no bad beat either, so I would have been REALLY pissed off if I had lost to a straight flush!).
The afternoon in Harrah's was enlivened by an English guy called Alistair sitting to my left about half-way through. He plays at the Brighton casino by the Marina and I think he said he now lives in Lindfield, although he comes from West Ham land.
I picked up about $40 with AQs against a player who was obviously calling me with a lesser Ace (some opponents really are that easy to read), so it was just a matter of sizing my bets correctly and hoping that he missed his three outs on the river.
End of day, very tired. Came back and cooked meatballs in pasta sauce with rice. I can't claim "healthy" eating when the meatballs are frozen and the sauce comes from a bottle, but it's still cooking it yourself and avoiding the masses of salt, fat and carbs that come with any eating out experience on the Strip.
More of the same today. I've fallen a little bit behind on the Harrah's hours target (although I am ahead of schedule for my 10 hours at the Flamingo). I'm going to have to get one really long day in at Harrah's, but the trick will be for me to do it when I feel right, rather than try to force the issue.
Currently just over $400 up, plus $43 Total Rewards rakeback. No bonuses hit, no freeroll winnings.
But, hey, if that is my major problem in life at the moment – slightly unsatisfactory coffee - I should be grateful.
I drove in for about 11am yesterday, when it was "just" 44c/105f, only to have to park so far out in Flamingo Lot C parking lot that I was virtually on Koval Lane. This weekend is seriously busy and I won't be unhappy when it's over and I can park once more in the main hotel garage.
The searing heat (46c/112f yesterday) and distance to walk to the car is such that I'm not coming back to the apartment in the afternoon. I played two four-hour sessions in Harrah's and Flamingo, with little break in-between, and came home at 8.45pm, when the temperature had fallen back to 44c/105f.
Luckily I found an excellent route home, via Koval, Paradise and Desert Inn, which meant I was back within 15 minutes. The Flamingo/Eastern/Desert Inn route had been taking up to half an hour, because of shreer weight of traffic and roadworks.
I won $185 in the Harrah's session and $3 in the Flamingo session. Very few hands of note in the eight hours played. I had drifted down to $75 (again!) and found an unusual double-through with AJo out of position. I put in a small raise in late, got two callers, and then one caller to my continuation bet on a flop of Jxx. Turn was a blank so I checked (as I would do with AK) and opponent obligingly bet. I reraised and he called. That left me with only about $25 in front of me, which I bet on a blank river. He called (presumably a pair of nines or 10s) and I raked it in.
The second double through, to $320, came after I raised a number of limpers with AhQh in the small blind. Two callers and flop obligingly came 7h6h4h. I bet, got one caller. Turn was Td. I bet and opponent puts in hefty raise. I shove and he calls, showing TT. Blank on the river and I win.
I had the minor interest of getting AA under the gun, raising small and getting four callers. Flop came a less than normal AAx, giving me quad Aces. Small blind took a stab with a $10 bet and I called (obvs) as did one player behind me. Turn brought who-cares-what. SB checks, I check, and now player behind me takes a stab for $15. SB folds and I call. River brings another blank and I bet $20, which opponent obligingly calls.
No high hand bonus in Harrah's for four of a kind (no bad beat either, so I would have been REALLY pissed off if I had lost to a straight flush!).
The afternoon in Harrah's was enlivened by an English guy called Alistair sitting to my left about half-way through. He plays at the Brighton casino by the Marina and I think he said he now lives in Lindfield, although he comes from West Ham land.
I picked up about $40 with AQs against a player who was obviously calling me with a lesser Ace (some opponents really are that easy to read), so it was just a matter of sizing my bets correctly and hoping that he missed his three outs on the river.
End of day, very tired. Came back and cooked meatballs in pasta sauce with rice. I can't claim "healthy" eating when the meatballs are frozen and the sauce comes from a bottle, but it's still cooking it yourself and avoiding the masses of salt, fat and carbs that come with any eating out experience on the Strip.
More of the same today. I've fallen a little bit behind on the Harrah's hours target (although I am ahead of schedule for my 10 hours at the Flamingo). I'm going to have to get one really long day in at Harrah's, but the trick will be for me to do it when I feel right, rather than try to force the issue.
Currently just over $400 up, plus $43 Total Rewards rakeback. No bonuses hit, no freeroll winnings.
