Where we left off I was returning from nine days in Florida with Courtney getting our Disney on. We had an uneventful flight back and I got home with around 24 hours until I needed to be in Los Angeles getting on a plane to Australia, to join the other DeucesCracked guys who mostly flew out together a couple days earlier. I spent the evening unpacking and re-packing, and pretty much woke up and drove up to LA the next late morning. I ended up going over to Hawaiian Gardens casino and playing poker until after evening traffic, sadly booking a small loss trying to win enough to pay lots of random Aussie expenses.
This was my first ever international flight so I was on extra worry alert doing everything right with customs and whatnot. I was also bringing my golf clubs intending to play a bunch with Joe Tall and Whitelime, so that was kind of a hassle to be carrying around a huge extra bag. Everything went pretty smoothly though and I got my bags checked and had plenty of time to sit around the international terminal at LAX. They advise you to be 3 hours early for these long flights but I guess that's just to scare people into not being late, as I easily had 2 hours of nothing to do before boarding.
My flight plan was a 14 hour jaunt over to Sydney, then a short layover and a 1.5 hour quickie down to Melbourne. What I remember of the flight is that thankfully I was able to sleep pretty soundly for almost the first half of it, and then I watched a bunch of movies that I hadn't seen on the in-flight system. Overall not as bad as I thought considering my seat mate was just some random guy who I got the sense just wanted to be left alone, which is fine by me and we got along great, spending almost 15 hours together without really any words exchanged. I flew Qantas Air, which I was told is one of the best international airlines in the world – everything was fine but I thought the food sucked. I know, I know, its airplane food, but foreshadowing my next trip, Virgin Atlantic food was awesome.
I got to Sydney airport, found some better food, and found out immediately that things are expensive in Australia! My sandwich and drink was around $15 AUS, so like $13 something US. I won't bore you guys with my awe and child like wonder at the culturally shocking sites around the airport, aside from saying I quickly needed to get accustomed to driving on the wrong side of the road as we took a bus from the international terminal to domestic. Eventually I got on a much smaller plane and completed the trek down to Melbourne.
My bags arrived no problem, Joe Tall had warned me to clean my golf clubs and shoes pristinely, which I tried to do, but still failed to pass customs inspection on my shoes, which had some blades of grass / soil in them and needed chemical cleaning. Not sure how they did it but those things came out looking like new, so ship it, free shoe cleaning! As I was looking for a taxi that would take my credit card a random driver guy asked me where I was going and basically explained that his planned pickup canceled and he would illegally drive me to Crowne Casino for the same rate as a cab (random drivers aren't supposed to pick up airport passengers because the airport has a deal with the taxi company I guess). Sounded like a good deal to me and he ended up giving me a bit of a tour and the history of the city as we drove in, which was very helpful and fun.
I was pretty lost when I arrived at Crowne Casino because my phone wasn't set up for international calls / texts and I had no clue where to find anyone. I was actually staying at the Hilton hotel down the river (turned out to be around a half mile away) but figured I'd find people at the Crowne. What I didn't realize is just how BIG that place is! I don't know exactly what I was expecting but it wasn't a casino bigger than the Bellagio, which is what I found. On the plus side, I am very at home in Vegas-style casinos, and I gave myself a tour through all the pits, restaurants, etc. before finding the poker room on a lower level. Still no DeucesCracked people to be found but I did open a players account, exchange US cash for Aussie $ and put most in the players account, expecting I'd be gambling a good bit there. This turned out to not be the case because poker is boring and doing cool stuff in Australia is fun, but oh well.
Soon after I ended up setting my phone up because we were really unable to communicate being in two different hotels (Hilton and Crowne) and found people and got checked into a very nice Hilton room I was sharing with Whitelime. I spent that afternoon sightseeing some before crashing early from lack of sleep. Oh did I mention Melbourne is 19 time zones away from home? That messed with me a bit but I actually avoided jet lag fairly well by staying awake, getting some sun, etc. Poker players are way better travelers than most people since we are used to odd hours.
It's hard for me to remember exactly what everyone did over the next few days, I know I spent two of them golfing with Joe and Whitelime, which ends up being an almost all day affair. The Crowne was great to us and set up golf for us at a variety of courses, gave us passes to take cabs over, etc. The first day was pretty rainy but it was just off and on all day so we braved the weather and had a great time playing. Whitelime is a bit better than me or Joe but was pretty rusty so I shot the best the first day, and by the second day he was clearly better and won going away. The first day I shot 107 which is by far my best ever but we all thought the course was incredibly easy and that wasn't really representative of what I'd shoot at most places back home.
Golfing those days taught me about Melbourne weather over the summer. The expression there is "four seasons in a day" and I saw that right away – it would go from 90 degrees and sunny to in the 60s and raining and windy in the blink of an eye, and then revert just as fast. The first day of golf was pouring rain, to sunny and grabbing the sunglasses from the cart, back and forth at least twice.
We had some big group dinners together despite doing our own thing during the days, going to a steakhouse called Rockpool at the Crowne, and some other a bit less fancy places. I was actually underwhelmed by most of the food until we found a couple great places late in the trip recommended by some DeucesCracked members. The plus side was getting yummy Australian Shiraz with most dinners, one of my favorite types of wine. The real downside was the insanely bad service we found to be totally standard. Many other poker players have commented on this while visiting for Aussie Millions so I won't bother rehashing too much, but a country with very little tipping culture does not lend itself to great service. We have our own problems over here with the average tip rising and people in all facets of the service industry now clamoring for tips (fast food restaurant guy, really?), but I much prefer our system, as it does tend to lead to at least a put on appearance of great service from employees at nice places.
In part 2 I'll discuss a bit of poker, the Aussie Millions Academy, and of course, more golf!