Yes. Way boring. And it’s not all about just winning.
I admit I was on a winning streak until last night when it comes to gambling, but cashing out a winner isn’t the only reason I love to go to casinos. I love the atmosphere. I love the laughter and the shrieks of winners. I love the sound of the machines. I find it all exciting — and to be honest, just walking through the doors of ANY casino gives me butterflies in my stomach. Every. Single. Time.
Belterra, I can’t tell you how disappointed I am. I donated my allotment, but it was nothing more than a transaction accompanied by low expectations. I’m willing to bet (heh) that 40% of the machines in the place were out of order. Seriously. In the high-roller area, I saw 2 machines that were in working order out of 30-40, and maybe 8 machines that were working in the $10-$100 spin range. The slot reels were dirty and faded on about 25% of the machines I sat in front of. I didn’t see ONE winner… not even an itty bitty winner. Everyone looked just like I felt… bored.
Boarding the elevator to leave, I asked a mother and her son if they had any luck. Both said no, they didnt, and then the woman explained her father died in March and left the family with a mortgage they couldn’t pay. She and her son were there to try to “change their luck” and make some money. Sad. You know this already, but never gamble money you can’t afford to lose. Everyone needs a little entertainment break (even this girl), and if you gamble what you might spend at the zoo or out shopping… oh well. But if you’re taking rent money or your car payment — you’ve got the fever a whole lot worse than me. All I wanted was a fun night out. My next gambling trip will NOT be to Belterra. Obviously.
And if it couldn’t get any worse… Hinkle’s milkshake machine was broken!! But all was not lost… the best part of the night? Someone waited up for me at home. Well, she tried really hard to wait up, and that’s what counts.
