What Happens In Vegas, Stays In Vegas

Ron Nagasawa
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Wednesday - June 27, 2007
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The second week of my vacation, which I mentioned here last week, was a family trip to Las Vegas. Although we love Disneyland, the kids were like “been there, done that.” Vegas offers something for everyone and the lure of gambling is strong.

A couple of months ago, we took a trip to San Francisco where I came down with a case of severe pneumonia. I deserved this Vegas trip because of that and nothing was going to ruin it for me.

Or so I thought.


First of all, our flight was delayed so we wasted an entire day just getting off the island. Trying to keep positive, I figured it was one less day for me to lose money, so it was a good thing.

When we got to the hotel they had booked us in a smoking room. They promised to change our room the next day. Still keeping it positive, I told my wife it would prepare us for the smoke in the casinos. We all unpacked when I realized that in all my excitement to get there, I didn’t pack a single pair of clean underwear.

My wife couldn’t believe it and everyone was laughing at me. I had to reuse the pair I had on and planned a trip to the outlets so I wouldn’t have to spend $50 on silk boxers from one of the hotel’s high-end clothing stores.

Maintaining optimism, I told my wife that now we had an excuse to go shopping. So far I had kept the trip pretty upbeat despite the obstacles. By the end of that first day, I suddenly came down with a severe case of stomach flu.

You can imagine what I was going through, but if you can’t, let’s just say that I now know the location of every casino bathroom on the Strip as well as downtown. This stuff was wearing me down, but I was bent on making sure my family was having a good time. During the day we did stuff with the kids and at night my wife and I hit the casinos.


As luck would have it, on our last night, I was playing cards and suddenly drew a great hand. At the same time I had the need to get to a bathroom. I think the other players thought my sweating and anxiety were a “tell” and they started betting big. I mustered up as much physical will power as I could and played out my hand.

As soon as I raked in all my chips, I hit the bathroom. Gives the term Texas Hold ‘em a whole new meaning.

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