We ended up meeting for dinner at 10 PM at P.F. Chang’s, where I ordered what I thought was a small salad. I turned out to be one of the biggest salads I’d ever seen in my life.
After dinner, we literally squeezed into two taxis and headed “downtown” to Fremont. Some of the guys wanted to play at the $2 blackjack tables. I went to one place with Eric and watched him turn $20 into $10 within a matter of minutes.
The Downtown part of Vegas had a distinct feel to it, very different from the Strip. It was clearly a lower-class part of town.
We spent a few hours there total. By 1 AM, the ladies decided it was time for them to head back to the hotel. Meanwhile, we six gentlemen had other plans…