ATLANTIC CITY BABY, It’s my kind of town!

After dealing with the confusing streets and self parking lot conundrum we made it into the Tropicana casino which was beautifully decorated for Christmas. Snow falling from the ceiling and all the tinsel you can dream of. We decided that our gambling limit would be five dollars each. After losing our five dollars in five seconds we decided to increase out limit to ten each. Thirty seconds later we were out twenty bucks on the nickel machines!
Because our luck was crappy we thought the best thing to cheer us up would be food/taffy. So we braved the elements and the hard hitting streets of Atlantic City and hit the boardwalk. It was two degrees and windy, hoods up and tied. We walked about 500 feet to the first open place that had taffy, bought a box and stepped back out to brave the wind once more. We savagely opened the box of taffy and to break our teeth on the two year old box that we bought. To our dismay when we walked back into the hotel there was a taffy store inside! They had delicious and fresh taffy. We headed back to the car only to realize we were in the wrong garage. Fighting to stay alive and warm we were escorted back to our car by security (In a good way).