Introduction

Hi, my name is Phil North. I am currently a student at UCLan in Preston studying Creative Writing and Journalism and have been given the opportunity to study my second year at Central Connecticut State University. Here is where you will be able to find out about my experiences, opinions and just how well I'm adjusting to the US way of life.

Friday, 14 June 2013

Mohegan Sun

A Phone On The Toilet. I Just Had To Pose
For A Picture
For John's birthday, Lauren's family had got a 2 bedroom hotel room at the Casino, Mohegan Sun. This meant that John and Lauren would share one bed. And the other would be fought out between Evan, Mike (John's housemate), Aaron (John's friend), and myself. As we loaded up the car with Strongbow, Angry Orchard, Vodka, and mixers we set off to the casino for some fun. Meanwhile, Lauren had a trick up her sleeve.

Despite already having the keys to the room, Lauren decided to check in at the desk. What she hadn't told anyone is that she had got a room for her and John separately to us. That meant no fighting for the bed. As we headed out onto the floor after a few beers, Evan and I decided to walk the floor. Neither of us are gamblers, with my only experience being poker and race nights for fundraising for my local football team. And I never even won them.

Cowboy John In An Indian Casino
We made the initial rookie mistake of going to a table with a higher minimum bet than our budget would allow. It didn't take long before we got up and tried to find the others who sensibly had chosen the lowest minimum betting tables. As I slowly but surely made back the money I had lost at the previous roulette table I noticed that John was doing well on the blackjack table next to me. Not my game. I'll stick with Red/Black on the roulette.

Eventually getting into profit the worst thing possible happened. The dealer changed. From then on everything went to pot as I was dragged back into hole where I would stay for the remainder of the night. I once again realised why I hate gambling.

Drunk As A Skunk
Lesson Learnt
Back in the room to finish off the remainder of the beer, I convinced John to try on my cowboy boots and hat. Lauren loves country music and drags him to all the local concerts, all of which John hates. This picture will follow him to the grave. Everyone decided to call it a night so Evan and I took the bottle of vodka and made camp in the bathroom so we wouldn't disturb the sleepers. Now this bathroom was the size of a bedroom with a phone next to the toilet. Yes I am easily pleased. Somehow we managed to finish the bottle although some spilled all over Evan when he fell into the bathtub. When we woke a few hours later, we realised that it was not big, nor clever to finish the bottle.

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