Originally posted by: Charles Higgins
I just returned from Vegas ( slap me, beat me, make me write more hot checks). Just a few years ago, competent visitors could use a garden trowel or small spade shovel and uncover some bargains and values regarding all aspects of Vegas visitation. Nowadays, one needs a D9 backhoe and a few sticks of dynamite to uncover 'deals', particularly for gamblers. There's still a few left, but you'll need a miner's helmet and a large modicum of perseverance. We still had some semblances of fun, once we washed the soil out of our eyes. *shrug*
I look at the flip side, too, in that back in the good old days, I didn't have to have this defensive mindset that I was liable to be screwed over at every turn if I wasn't hypervigilant. Now, I feel I can't walk up to a blackjack table without carefully scrutinizing it for a tiny sign that says, "Anyone dealt the Ace of Spades automatically loses." Or order an ice cream cone without having to pay the "30% scoop service charge."
I mean, really...at some point, is it just not worth it to get fucked over? There are other activities, and other destinations. Life is too short to piss it away in Vegas.