Monday, April 20, 2009
I had never been to Atlantic City and I doubt I will ever go back. Imagine Vegas but with no showmanship or excitement. I suppose the lack of appeal comes from the fact that the city was a virtual ghost town.
We arrived around 8 p.m. and got dinner and drinks in an empty Chelsea Hotel. We then wandered the desolate boardwalk finding drinks at a fake Irish pub that had maybe 20 people miling around — the remnants of a wedding party that was staying at the hotel.
The Casino floors reminded me far to much of the disgusting Riverboats back home in KC. At least Vegas has the warm weather and more people to watch as they throw their money into the blinking whirling machines.
We gambled nothing and the bars even started closing around 11 p.m. so we called it a night and headed back to NYC with little to show of our adventure.
Atlantic City: A city of high rollers and classy gentlemen.
Click the photos for more from the night.