text: Ah.. the Flamingo.  First time I was there was back in 1987.  My buddy's parents went to Vegas to gamble and I tagged along to keep him company in the arcade as we weren't old enough to drive yet let alone gamble.  We spent a couple hours on a turbo speed Ms. Pacman machine and walked around the strip.  \n\nI haven't been back in that place since, until last week.  It seemed a bit nicer back in the day.  It's a bit dingy now, and walking in from the parking garage you get hit with a wall of stale smoky air reminiscent of a smoking room at a Super 8 Motel.  Blech.  Circulation is better once you make it through the hall.  The layout is confusing, but I was able to enjoy a few Sam Adams on tap at the bar with the owner of my company who had just flown in from Germany so that was nice.  I refrained from playing here though as I have issues with Harrah's properties after enduring some horrendous customer service at their Rincon San Diego casino.