We weren't planning on going back to Las Vegas again this year, but the Palazzo is comping a suite for us for few days in October. Can't pass that up, eh?
I'd like to think that this invitation was a result of that post I wrote a while back, in which I mentioned all of the luxurious features of the hotel, and also the shabbiness of the toilet paper. But I checked my blog stats, and nobody reads this thing, so that can't be it.
More likely, they noticed that I got addicted to this one silly slot machine on our last trip. Seriously addicted. See, I'm not a big gambler. I'll usually just play the slot machines for a little while, until I've gone through my allowance. Not the last trip...
I saw this machine called the Reels of Dublin. Now, I'm a good Irish girl, so had to throw in a couple of quarters. I won something right away. Probably 50 cents or a dollar. But the machine started playing an Irish jig! Reminded me of when I was four and used to dance the jig on my uncle's bar. (That's a story for another day.)
I kept winning, and I kept getting extra spins. The whole time, the machine is playing this wild Irish music. It was almost embarrasing! People were staring at me bopping on my bar stool, but I didn't care. I was up 200%, 300%, 500%! I think I played this game for about four hours, and I walked away with several hundred dollars. Not bad, based on my initial $20 investment. And the next day, I did it again!
See... even though I don't usually gamble, I got taken in by the marketing... the packaging, the music, the come-on! I should have known better, but I was having a blast! That's great marketing. One-to-one. Direct-and-personal. Fun.