The next drunkest thing I’ve done in Korea, that I hope will repeat itself (part 2)
A continuation of part 1.
Went to a really rad DJ show last night, DJ Sasha of Sasha and Digweed. It was in this really, really swank hotel on the outskirts of town. The hotel has a prominent casino, that only lets in foreigners for some strange reason. They let white people walk right in, but the Japanese, Chinese, and Korean Americans that seem to make up most of the clientele have to show their passports. Before the show, some buddies and I went to the casino - it was my first time ever - and I pissed away a chunk of change in about 10 minutes playing roulette. However, after an epic DJ set, at about 4am, I talked a buddy into coming back to the casino (blackjack’s his bag) and I hit up this quiet table with this cool American military chick I’d met at the show. I cashed out $100 in chips, the figure I was willing to lose, and was pacing myself at the beginning.
When about half my stack was gone, I hit two solid numbers within a couple spins. I found myself with a couple hundred dollar chips, and would occasionally throw one of those down on odd or even, black or red, and got really lucky. Eventually, these Japanese businessmen came over to the table and were throwing down the same moves as me. I was up a grand at one point, but there were a couple spins where I lost a couple hundred at a time. And then the occasional four hundred dollar spin ($200 on red, $100 at 2:1 on a third of the board) so it’s all gravy. Fortuna’s Wheel was pretty good to me overall. And, after my companion ran out of cash, she was making decisions for me and helping me spread the table, which I totally owe her a nice dinner for. Koreans are super efficient, and at times there were only 15 seconds or so to place bets. I didn’t have my gogogadget arms on, so this chick really helped me out. Roulette doesn't require "skill" per se, but just balls, as far as I can tell. I have an addictive personality, and I recently saw "Deerhunter." We’ll let that be a cautionary tale of roulette in Asia. I’m going to limit this to a once monthly activity, but I do plan on doing it again. I can’t, however, count on being that retardedly lucky again.
I’ll be able to afford a couple more bottles of pseudo-whorehouse sugar wine, not that I will. Instead, I’m going to be homeless in more style than I’d planned, beginning on Wednesday. Plus, I should have something left over for the Thanksgiving cocktail party in my new digs.
Went to a really rad DJ show last night, DJ Sasha of Sasha and Digweed. It was in this really, really swank hotel on the outskirts of town. The hotel has a prominent casino, that only lets in foreigners for some strange reason. They let white people walk right in, but the Japanese, Chinese, and Korean Americans that seem to make up most of the clientele have to show their passports. Before the show, some buddies and I went to the casino - it was my first time ever - and I pissed away a chunk of change in about 10 minutes playing roulette. However, after an epic DJ set, at about 4am, I talked a buddy into coming back to the casino (blackjack’s his bag) and I hit up this quiet table with this cool American military chick I’d met at the show. I cashed out $100 in chips, the figure I was willing to lose, and was pacing myself at the beginning.
When about half my stack was gone, I hit two solid numbers within a couple spins. I found myself with a couple hundred dollar chips, and would occasionally throw one of those down on odd or even, black or red, and got really lucky. Eventually, these Japanese businessmen came over to the table and were throwing down the same moves as me. I was up a grand at one point, but there were a couple spins where I lost a couple hundred at a time. And then the occasional four hundred dollar spin ($200 on red, $100 at 2:1 on a third of the board) so it’s all gravy. Fortuna’s Wheel was pretty good to me overall. And, after my companion ran out of cash, she was making decisions for me and helping me spread the table, which I totally owe her a nice dinner for. Koreans are super efficient, and at times there were only 15 seconds or so to place bets. I didn’t have my gogogadget arms on, so this chick really helped me out. Roulette doesn't require "skill" per se, but just balls, as far as I can tell. I have an addictive personality, and I recently saw "Deerhunter." We’ll let that be a cautionary tale of roulette in Asia. I’m going to limit this to a once monthly activity, but I do plan on doing it again. I can’t, however, count on being that retardedly lucky again.
I’ll be able to afford a couple more bottles of pseudo-whorehouse sugar wine, not that I will. Instead, I’m going to be homeless in more style than I’d planned, beginning on Wednesday. Plus, I should have something left over for the Thanksgiving cocktail party in my new digs.
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