I thought the less decks the better. Like Bally's and Paris have single deck blackjack which helps with your odds as it is easier to keep track of tens.
Supermac34 is right, but unless you are counting cards the # of decks really does not matter......neither does the casino, but why does it seem like it really does? I mean all you can do is follow the basic blackjack rules, but for some reason I seem to do better at some casino's that others????
Just made a reservation for Paris Las Vegas from Sep. 21 to Sep. 22, so if anyone is there during that time, please let me know.
You brought your girlfriend to Vegas? Yep Rum Jungle is amazing although Ra is a bit overrated. I personally like Baby's in Hard Rock the best. Lots-o-hotties!!
I went from Wednesday until Sunday night. My brain is boned. I need about 2 weeks to get back to normal. My experience... Wednesday: Ate at the Nine Steakhouse at the Palms. The filet there is out of this world. Go there. Order it. Eat it. From there, we wanted to go to Ghost Bar, but the line had a guy:girl ratio of 10:1. Pass. Thus, we went to Ra at Mandalay Bay. The music there is loud and annoying, but the girls there were hot. After all, thats what its all about. Great night to say the least. Thursday: Ate dinner at Little Buddha in the Palms. Many, many sake bombs. From there, we took it to Ghost Bar. This place is freakin pimp. Going outside and overlooking the city is just breathtaking. Awesome view, good crowd = good combo. After an hour, we headed down and hit up Rain. Good music and lots of chicks. The dance floor was a pain in the ass though. Way too many people packed in there. In fact, it was almost impossible to dance. If there is no room for me to whip out the moonwalk, what am I supposed to do? Anyways, I had trouble getting the girls that I was eyeing, so me and my crew (10 of us) headed out to a strip club on a party bus. Those things are hilarious. We wanted to hit up Club Paradise, but the freakin driver took us to Spearmint Rhino . There were about 2 hot girls worth looking at. The rest could not grab my attention if they lit my crotch on fire. Stayed there for about an hour and then headed back to gamble at the Palms. Friday: Moved out of the Palms and checked into Hard Rock. That night, we ate at the Pink Taco in Hard Rock. Decent food, but hot waitresses. Again, this is what its all about. We went to Baby's that night. The place is tiny, but my buddy got us a VIP table which makes all the difference in the world. Its funny how girls opinions change when they think you have money. Who am I to complain...you gotta take advantage of that. I dont remember much from about 3-6 am. The only thing I know of is that I was puking in a bathroom at about 5 am. Other than that, I just remember waking up the next day on the hotel room floor in the same clothes that I went clubbing with. By the way, it wasnt my hotel room and when I woke up, nobody else was in the room. I have no clue what happened. Luckily, my wallet was still on me and I wasnt ass raped. Saturday: If you havent checked out the pool scene at the Hard Rock...go now! Its huge and in many ways, simulates spring break at the hottest places in the world. Bad ass pool area, hot ass chicks (many of which are strippers), alcohol, and sun. Straight paradise. We were way too hung over to go out, so we headed to Crazy Horse that night. My wallet emptied out and we headed back to the hotel at about 3 am. Well, the Hard Rock doesnt go to sleep, so we partied it up there at the bar area for a couple more hours before calling it a night. Sunday: Went home.... I hate leaving that damn place. Gotta plan the next trip as soon as possible.
Holy Moly Macaroni!!! Didnt notice that! I have no clue dude, but I feel like I just accomplished something.
