On Sunday morning, we got up and made our way across the state line into the booming metropolis of Stateline, NV. This town is so-named because... well, because it's right on the state line, I imagine. Either that, or it was named for one of the town's founders who was coincidentally named Stateline, which seems unlikely, but would have been fitting for a man founding a town as close to a state line as this one is.
Er... anyway, as soon as we crossed over into Nevada, we were immediately besieged with an urge to gamble all of our money away. Actually, we gambled not at all, but we did visit Harrah's and enjoy their fabulous brunch buffet. As you may or may not be aware, I'm getting married in just a few short months, and I also recently turned 40 (...wait. 41. Jeez!). This combination of things has caused me to reexamine my attitudes towards both my physical health and my diet. I now work out six days a week, and I eat very sensible, healthy meals every day. Our typical dinner is chicken, brown rice, and salad, and we eat that nearly every night (I cook the chicken in different seasonings to keep it from being too boring). This combination of hard work and diet has caused me to lose... okay, actually, I haven't lost a single pound, but I have moved quite a lot of the weight from my waist into other places, as muscle weighs more than fat. So that's great! Sticking to good healthy eating is really the key, here.
Harrah's buffet blew all of THAT out of the water.
I can't recall every single thing that I ate, but I went back for fourths. My desert was an apple crumble covered in about a cup of butterscotch. They just let you put on as much as you want, and, well, I wanted a lot. I apologize for nothing.
The thing with the buffet is that it's on the top floor of the tallest building on top of a mountain. We had really amazing views of the surrounding forests (and, yes, other casinos). It was a really good way to take it all in.
I suggested to K that we pop down to the gambling hall, as we've never really done that, and, after all, it's just right there. She said that she did not care for the cigarette smoke, which always made her feel sick. We decided we'd check it out, but we would both reserve the right to bail if it was unpleasant.
Okay, full disclosure: I smoked cigarettes for years. I started in the Navy, and I quit a couple of years ago. It was a stupid thing to do, and a huge waste of money, and terrible for my respiratory health, and no one should smoke ever.
That said, I personally don't really mind cigarette smoke. Usually.
The density of the nicotine smoke, from both cigarettes and cigars, was so insanely thick that we both immediately started gagging. That, combined with the unusually warm temperature inside the casino, made us decide that we'd rather do ANYTHING ELSE than stay there, so we bailed back out to the crisp clean outdoors. Fresh air has never tasted so good! We spent not one dime gambling, and instead opted to look around and sightsee before snuggling down in our hotel room.
We did have chicken and brown rice and salad for dinner.
Tomorrow, ADVENTURE!! :)
Er... anyway, as soon as we crossed over into Nevada, we were immediately besieged with an urge to gamble all of our money away. Actually, we gambled not at all, but we did visit Harrah's and enjoy their fabulous brunch buffet. As you may or may not be aware, I'm getting married in just a few short months, and I also recently turned 40 (...wait. 41. Jeez!). This combination of things has caused me to reexamine my attitudes towards both my physical health and my diet. I now work out six days a week, and I eat very sensible, healthy meals every day. Our typical dinner is chicken, brown rice, and salad, and we eat that nearly every night (I cook the chicken in different seasonings to keep it from being too boring). This combination of hard work and diet has caused me to lose... okay, actually, I haven't lost a single pound, but I have moved quite a lot of the weight from my waist into other places, as muscle weighs more than fat. So that's great! Sticking to good healthy eating is really the key, here.
Harrah's buffet blew all of THAT out of the water.
I can't recall every single thing that I ate, but I went back for fourths. My desert was an apple crumble covered in about a cup of butterscotch. They just let you put on as much as you want, and, well, I wanted a lot. I apologize for nothing.
The thing with the buffet is that it's on the top floor of the tallest building on top of a mountain. We had really amazing views of the surrounding forests (and, yes, other casinos). It was a really good way to take it all in.
I suggested to K that we pop down to the gambling hall, as we've never really done that, and, after all, it's just right there. She said that she did not care for the cigarette smoke, which always made her feel sick. We decided we'd check it out, but we would both reserve the right to bail if it was unpleasant.
Okay, full disclosure: I smoked cigarettes for years. I started in the Navy, and I quit a couple of years ago. It was a stupid thing to do, and a huge waste of money, and terrible for my respiratory health, and no one should smoke ever.
That said, I personally don't really mind cigarette smoke. Usually.
The density of the nicotine smoke, from both cigarettes and cigars, was so insanely thick that we both immediately started gagging. That, combined with the unusually warm temperature inside the casino, made us decide that we'd rather do ANYTHING ELSE than stay there, so we bailed back out to the crisp clean outdoors. Fresh air has never tasted so good! We spent not one dime gambling, and instead opted to look around and sightsee before snuggling down in our hotel room.
We did have chicken and brown rice and salad for dinner.
Tomorrow, ADVENTURE!! :)
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