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If A Casino's Goal Is To Keep The Visitor Betting Through Hunger, Thirst And Exhaustion, Then Why Did Dover Downs Hotel & Casino Set Me Up In A Room With A Jacuzzi As Alluring As A Vat Of Bubbly?
If a casino's goal is to keep the visitor betting thru hunger, thirst and exhaustion, then why did Dover Downs Hotel & Casino set me up in a room with a jacuzzi as enticing as a vat of champagne?
Maybe, I questioned as I ran the water, the Delaware property was attempting to relax me, thereby easing the agony of future losses in the casino. Maybe, I believed as I tossed in a pinch of scented bath salts, the hotel was provoking me with the good life, so that I'd place high gambles to attempt to sustain this level of luxury. But what if, I mulled as I sank into the warm churning waters, they were just being seriously, very pleasant, booking me into this unjustified suite? Aah yes, I concluded with a soft splash, Dover Downs is nice .
I'm really not a rube when it comes to hotel-casinos. I have done my time in Atlantic Town, Vegas and Albuquerque. But Dover Downs is surprisingly different. For one, it's not garish no flashing neon, bombastic sound system or hyper-patterned carpeting that can trigger an eye twitch. The lobby is, dare I say, classy, with sky-bound white columns, marble floors and a luxuriant floral centerpiece. The hotel is connected to the casino by open passageways (can't have players bungling with handles), there is, however, enough of a buffer to maintain a separation of slots and sleep.
In the Dover Downs timeline, the harness racing and NASCAR track came 1st (1967-69), followed by the slots (1995) and then ultimately the lodging (2002). Though the hotel was the last to join the party, it is not lagging behind the other operations. It has grown from 232 rooms to five hundred rooms, catching the title as the state's biggest hotel.
At the front desk, I respectfully requested a room with a view of the track, which was suspended during my July stay but active with harness racing from late October to mid-April. With a go-
Ahead-and-accept-it grin, the employee passed me the key card to a Jacuzzi suite, one of fourteen on the tenth floor. Not desiring to ruin the illusion that I used to be a big player, I kept my history as a penny-slot shark to myself.
The elephantine suite living space with freestanding kitchenette, bedroom, two loos could have swallowed my Washington studio and half my neighbor's place. The stylish decor (desert colours, framed pictures of flora, mirrors aplenty) deferred to the floor-to-ceiling windows, which let in the muted lights of the track and the dusky night sky.
While I was playing dolphin in my Jacuzzi, temptation called from other bits of the hotel-casino complex. I considered drying off to try one or all the above : the spa ; the gym with punch bag, pool and hot tub ; the bars and lounges ; and / or the trattorias, including Michele's, a fine-dining conglomerate on the second floor. As an alternative I threw in another little spoon of bath crystals. Eventually, though, my resistance eroded. Or perhaps I was simply starting to feel limp.
As a part of my reservation, I'd received $25 in free slot play. En route to the Capital Club Members desk to gather my card, I detoured to the free soda machine (nice touch) and the winners' board (nice demonstration of fake hope). Sure, I would really like to win $4.8 million like Bert D. Of Fairfax, but I'd also accept a few bucks to purchase a sticky bun at Sweet Perks.
I won $4.91 on She is a Rich Girl, enough for a treat and a coffee, and lost the rest on one armed bandits featuring lovable critters. (Never trust an enigmatic wolf.) Returning to my suite, my pockets empty, I recognised the true windfall of the night : my Jacuzzi, which would never let me know "Game over", writes tagza.com.