My World Series of Poker Main Event story — Part 11

I wish I was still playing

My mind is still in the game… I didn’t really get a chance to play some poker. Seven hours is way too short. I didn’t get to give anybody a bad beat. I did knock one player out, so at least I’ve got that going for me.

It’s hard to explain, but it’s not out of my system yet. I’d been thinking about it and working on it for over 2 months, so I wish I had more time at it. I guess that when the tournament is over on August 10th, I’ll be able to move onto the next thing..

After I finished with poker and was awake at 4am, I decided I should end my trip with a big fun bang, so I went online and bought a ticket for the Blue Man Group at the Venetian Casino.

If you don’t like loud and I mean very loud music or are claustrophobic, do not see the Blue Man Group, but it is a very funny and fun show. I saw it about 3 years ago, but about half of it was new. They use Capt. Crunch in the show. I don’t recommend getting a seat in the first 6 rows as those are called the Poncho seats. If you’ve never seen the show, they bang on drums with paint, so there is a bit of splatter.

In case you ever wondered about the blue paint on the Blue Man Group
Gondolas at the Venetian

As I was walking through the Venetian Casino, I saw a weird sight — about 500 women dressed in black walking towards me and they all had mannequin dummy heads inside plastic bags with bad wigs. It took me awhile to figure out that they were at a Paul Mitchell hairdressers convention. Very bizarre!

St. Marks Square performer

The Venetian is a very beautiful place to hang out. It’s got the canal with the gondolas and St. Marks Square with singers and performers.

Finally, driving to Las Vegas was good for me because it was nice to be able to get around where I wanted and when I wanted. The only problem is coming back up Highway 5 with the super slow tomato trucks. They can only go about 55 MPH, so there is always a traffic jam around them with other trucks pass. The worst time was when one tomato truck was passing another and it was only going around 1 MPH faster, so the pass took about 2 miles.

Be sure to check out the other episodes in my WSOP story and if you enjoyed this story, please click the heart, comment, and/or follow me. My philosophy is to just have fun.

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