Unplanned Man Weekend

It’s been a different unplanned weekend so far.

Friday, I took advantage of some fantastic weather to play golf with my friend Thomas. Later our wives joined us for supper.

During the meal Thomas mentioned that he was going to the Myrtle Beach gambling boat by himself in the morning and asked me if I want to come along. Gigi said sure, you’ll have fun.

I am not a gambler; it just doesn’t do anything for me. But I love the coast of NC, I like a boat ride and I like adventure.

At 7 AM Thomas picked me up and we headed down to Little River, SC at the border of North Carolina and South Carolina. The whole area is a throwback to the 1960’s.

The ride down is not direct. Even today you have to wind through rural settings and tiny one stop light towns. It took about three hour and 20 minutes and we arrived at the marina.

What they have here are floating casinos, really. It is illegal to have casinos in NC and SC, except for one in the Indian reservation in the NC Mountains. There are no dealers there in the mountains, only machines, no booze, and it is a long way from anywhere.

We bought our $10 ticket and watch what looked like Noah’s Arc load with rednecks and low country blacks.

When the cigarette stained boat was finally, loaded we slowly started down the chocolate colored waters of the intercostal waterway and little river. Soon we were in the ocean and 30 minutes later we were in international waters. The gambling began.

I mainly watched the tables, and some basketball in the sports book area. There were slot machines whirling everywhere and loud shouting at the craps table. I threw away 40 bucks in the slots while Thomas played craps.

Three hours later it all stopped when we entered US waters. Everyone laid down their cigarettes and headed to this cheesy buffet upstairs with some blanched looking chicken and an unimaginative salad with bread. A one man band played on stage some very bad lounge music.

When everyone finished the meal they all fired up another cigarette. Hundreds of cigarettes. The inside of the boat was stained yellow from the smoke.

Back on shore we dined on Hooters wings and quesadillas and beer while we watch games on TV.

A cheap hotel, some rest, and I am back home today having had a good man time and lots of laughs.

6 comments:

Jay said...

That is a VERY redneck gambling experience. They had a sports book? Well, I guess they can as long as they're in international waters. That's pretty wild dude.

Doc said...

I have always wondered what those gambling boats were like... I nevcer realized they had sports books in them I may have to check into that next time I am at OIB

Hammer said...

Sounds like a blast.

Those slots really suck down the quarters. I try to stay away from em now :)

Real Live Lesbian said...

You are the adventurer to go on a Redneck Gambling Cruise!

Groovy!

Reggie said...

I had no idea it was so redneck.

Jahooni said...

i knew you secretly had a little redneck in ya! ;-)