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Sitting in my hotel room–just closed the curtain to the view of the strip out our window.  It’s time for bed.  Three more classes jam packed with more information than I know what to do with.  It’s unbelievable.

I went down with Rachel after our classes to the casino, just to snap a few images of the action down there.  I felt like I was being illegal though–so we took turns passing the camera back and forth and shooting from our hip.  At the slots.  At the black jack table.  At the craps table.  We were giggly.  We tried to take a picture of the two of us with our candy bars.  But we were too giggly and my face was too big in the frame and then a lady who we didn’t even know walked by and took the camera out of my hand and tried to take our picture.  She kept walking back and back and back and finally stopped, fiddled with the shutter button and then walked back to us smiling like she had accomplished something wonderful, bless her heart.  When I looked at it later, we were like little specks in the picture.  It made me laugh first of all, that the lady would take the camera out of my hands without even asking, and I didn’t even know her.  And then I was puzzled at the fact that I actually let her do it.  But it was late.

Off to bed.  More adventures are to be had tomorrow.