Every one knows that Atlantic City is a Casino city. Yet many locals neglect what visitors travel for miles to enjoy here.
Jennifer Shahade blogs a little window in to one person’s trip to Atlantic City for a Poker tournament.
My boyfriend and I arrived in Atlantic City for our post Labor Day vacation just before the height of Hanna’s aftermath rage on the Northeast. We dropped off our bags at the Borgata, took the jitney to the Boardwalk, and then sprinted through the storm to arrive at the Piers Ceaser [sic], a ritzy new mall with floor to ceiling windows. Pockets of people watched as huge waves crashed right into the glass, scary and surreal. We sat in the AC Continental, an offshoot of a trendy Philly restaurant and ordered wasabi mashed potatoes and drinks. Our waiter gave us a pitcher of martini for the price of just one. The sloshing and the splashing was good for an apocalyptic high.
Her post continues with details of her poker tournament. Ms. Shahade even shares some poker strategies. I encourage you to read her brief and enjoyable posts on Atlantic City.