If luck be a lady tonight, it makes perfect sense that I’m as gay as the summer day is long, because no such lady was by my side. Oh it wasn’t all bad, and for $45 I had about two hours of exciting fun, which is way cheaper than your average Broadway show these days, and Kira won about the same amount over what she arrived with, so it was a smashing success. Even better was just experiencing the fanciful surroundings of the Encore Boston Harbor, which successfully mirrors the Las Vegas location (one of the only things I enjoyed about that gambling town). We took an Uber to get there – about $20 before the peak-time $37 that would take us home later. All worth it for the adventure of plopping Kira and I in a casino where we really have no business being, despite the fact that we were dressed much better than just about everyone else. (I guess the dress code only applies to the fancy steakhouse, which Andy and I will try another time.)
The over-the-top decor, whistling and ringing slot machines, and colorful lobby made for a fun destination, and we roamed the main floor trying our hand at various slot machines, having no idea how to successfully slow our bets, and still having fun despite our ignorance. I can see the appeal for a one-time experience – no idea what the appeal is long-term for this, but to each their own. The carpet was at least fun!
We pulled some slots, won some money, lost some money, and spent the couple of hours before our dinner reservation soaking it in and having a blast, mainly because of the company and the new locale. It actually went by in a flash, and I almost wished we had planned for more time to explore as we barely made a dent in surveying the expansive premises.
I was snapping phone photos right and left without even thinking that it might not be allowed, but no one stopped us, so here we are in all our ridiculousness.
Dinner at Red 8 was marvelous – we tried a Peking duck tasting experience – several courses, all a twist on duck (except for dessert) – and we devoured them with happy and satiated appetites. As I mentioned, the steakhouse nearby (Rare) is getting accolades, so I’ll bring Andy there on our next visit. For now, it was time to end the evening relatively early – we were both tired out and just wanted to get back into the casual comfort and ease and privacy of the condo.
We crashed quickly, and we crashed hard, and there is no deeper sleep than the one that comes after a full day of new Boston adventures…
