Lucky boots… CHECK.
Clean underpants… CHECK.
Skanktacular sportswear… CHECK.
WSOP Registration… CHECK.
Table Assignment. Amazon Blue, No. 38, Seat 3… CHECK.
Holy SHIT this place is huge! Not only does it take 15 minutes to walk from the front desk to the convention center, the room is literally the size of a football field and lined with poker tables. No flash photography – learned that little tidbit a little too late, but they were nice enough about it. Lining the halls of the convention center are chair-massage stations, souvenir stations, food kiosks and information stands for “THE OFFICIAL VITAMIN SUPPLEMENT OF THE WORLD SERIES OF POKER.” From the air quality surrounding many of the players, I thought that was Vitamin 2-C (Caffeine and Cigarettes). They have mini tournaments going on throughout the day, for those who haven’t dropped enough coin already.
What have I gotten myself into? T-minus 2 hours, 11 minutes and counting.