Atlantic City vol.1

Weekend night, the bus runs from a corner of Chinatown in NY. A friend of mine got a ticket for the bus in advance. I heard it's so competitive to get the platinum ticket.
The bus is almost full when we get on. Most of them were the white old nevertheless it leaves from the Chinatown. The bus heads to the west on Canal st. and passes under Hudson river by tunnel. The destination is Atlantic city. A casino town. Las Vegas of the east coast. The bus is running to the south on the highway through the night forests in NJ. About two hours later, we suddenly get into a sea of the neon signs. Then the conductor gets start handing out 14 dollars.

As my friend told me, we get 14 bucks with just learning against the seat back. The bus was free fare. The 14 bucks is a present for the customer as a seed money for a casino. How they can make a business with the system? As guessing more simple way, the sponsor must be some casino hotel in Atlantic City. And they make it if the customers will spend more money than they expense. But I'm quite sure there are no milliner who spend a huge money for the casino in the bus. Is the casino city in such a tight finance?

The people are going into casino grasping the seed money. Then me and my friends too ...
I'm a miser person. But not so much snatching the money and go away. I'm not a square person who spends exact 14 dollars and no more neither. I spend some extra for enjoying the casino. The free bus promotion is certainly effective.
Once again, I'm miser, sound in another word. So I've never addicted on gambling. Because I don't expect I can win. So why I cannot win? Coz I don't spend so much. If you wanna get a jackpot, you need an appropriate investment.

As a result, I've spent all the pin money for small amount slot machine and roulette quickly. And now I'm walking on the boardwalk in the hours between night and morning.
I've been Atlantic City three times or four in my NY days. Sometime went by bus, the others by car. I always lost in early hours, got a bunch of spare time and took a walk on the seaside boardwalk. No, I'm not sure it was actually on the seaside. Because I only know Atlantic City in the night. But I heard squawk of the seagull high above and I felt wet sea breeze on my cheek. Maybe I loved the huge spare of time in the weekend night more than the casino.

5:00 am. The passengers come back to the bus. The winners who were talking the story in a proud, the losers who became talking less ... nobody cannot win the sleepiness. As hearing their breathing, I fall into a sleep. When I wake up and look out of the window, I see skyscrapers of Manhattan is reflecting Sunday morning sunshine.