The Jersey Shore, local hot spot for East Coasters during the summer. Wanting to fit in, we tagged along with Bill & Liz and their neighbors, Tim and Arlene, for a night at the shore. We arrived with some daylight to burn, so we took the 40 minute trip to Atlantic City just north of where we were staying with our PA friends.
For those of you who have been to Vegas, Atlantic City will be a disappointment. Everything seems to revolve around Donald Trump's Taj Mahal casino--mostly because everywhere you look you can see it. If the man wants to build a casino fine, but is it really necessary to plaster his name everywhere with it. You don't see Steve Wynn calling it the Wynn Bellagio. But then again, if I spent that much on a building I'd probably put my name all over it too. We parked at Trump's place in the structure and paid $2 to some kind of fund that is supposedly put towards the "beautification of Atlantic City". Either they need to form an appropriations committee or the city needs to start giving away cars so people have something to park.
At any rate, the trip was not a total loss. We did some gambling, lost some money (I am now down $.75), hit the Hard Rock OF COURSE, and admired the local neighborhood. Chris made a new friend. I was impressed by "our" slot machine. Nice of them to honor us like that.
