Many years ago, I won a sales award, and the prize was a weekend in Atlantic City, staying at Resorts..the weekend it opened..For those who may not remember..it was the first casino in AC...The hotel was mobbed, and there were thousands lined up on the Boardwalk waiting to get in...the cops and fire dept limited the number for safety purposes. I’m siting at a blackjack table...the crush of people in the aisles was unreal..like the subway at rush hour. They allowed others to play behind gamblers...at one point I had FIVE total strangers mirroring me...left the table after an hour..it was a zoo...got up the next morning at 5..to go for a run on the beach..it was still like sardines...yet you could see even back then it wouldn’t work..because if you went one block off the boardwalk, the city was a a mess..looked like Detroit does today
“because if you went one the block off the boardwalk, the city was a a mess..looked like Detroit does today”
Many years ago, on a round-robin trip from NC to the Poconos for a ski trip, my wife and I stopped in Atlantic City for New Year’s Eve. We had a room at a motel further out but didn’t bother to unload everything from the car as we were running late. We hit the casinos after parking a block or so off the main strip.
We wanted to be in a casino at midnight but to be honest, it sucked just standing around with hundreds of other waiting partiers. So we left. We wound up in a little hole-in-the-wall bar frequented by casino workers...had a blast. Got royally blitzed and stayed until into late AM. Finally went back to the car to find the driver side window smashed in with a brick...most of the interior hanging clothing including ski clothing was gone. Luckily, we had an umbrella laying beside the driver seat that blocked the trunk release lever so they didn’t get into the trunk.
Did the police report thing, etc (the Atlantic City police station on New Year’s Day, drunk, peed-off is not a good a place to be). Besides, we had no window glass and it was COLD.
But the REAL eye opener the next day, after driving back to the area we parked in, was realizing...we were lucky we got out of there alive.
Talk about third-world.