I'm in Vegas or Reno trying to get to the Borgata (or another casino) on foot. it's 20 or 30 minutes before a big tournament begins and I'm on a bus (except it's a moving train platform). I consider taking a cab so I won't be late. As the platform moves, I start walking quickly forward. I call John and tell him I'm in the middle of a big hand with a monster pot building. He asks me what I'm waiting for and I tell him that some people at the table aren't here and I'm tempted to call time on them.

I'm now running up some stairs inside the casino. I get to a landing and notice lots of small tacks & nails in the plush carpet. I'm barefoot and try to walk through them very gingerly.