The beach side (Mindil Beach) of the Star City Casino
So we all (from the camp) got picked up by the free casino bus at Cooralinga, which is about 20 minutes from our retreat. The bus then proceeds to go to most of the CP's in the area to pick up more guests, who want to go to the Casino for the day. This process is all about first in best dressed. Once the bus is full, tough titties, you miss out. The beauty for us, is were the first on board, so we were guaranteed a seat.
Now by going in the bus you get the opportunity to become associate members of the Casino, and you get given a special Mad Monday voucher pack. Now that consists of one free standard drink, $5.00 to play Keno and $10.00 to play the pokies....and its all free. Then you have got the opportunity to go to the buffet restaurant to the, all you can eat $9.95 buffet. And that's the only thing you pay for!
The drink and the Keno is a voucher system, the pokies $20 is registered on a 24 hour credit card thingy....very clever.
Overlooking Mindil Beach from the lawns of the Casino.
Now I know why they call it TIGHT ARSE PENSIONERS day. There must have been a trillion Geriatric Gypsies, in on this deal. The buffet was huge, and all that I can see, would load their plates to the brim and more and gorge on the delights that was presented. Now I will tell you, there was absolutely a huge buffet on tap. From soups, roasts, assortment of hot and cold dishes, veggies, salad, and deserts. Just amazing!!!!!!!
Now me being a Geriatric Gypsy, Recycled Teenager, Ageing Delinquent and now a Tight Arse Pensioner, mate I was head of the line in making sure I over indulged in everything. I visited the buffet until my sagging belly, sagged even further over my undersized shorts, my eyes were bulging at the delicious delights, and wiping my mouth after all the dribble, one sat back and just said, "ain't life grand being a TAP."
So yes I got my moneys worth. Ms Gillard would be proud of all of us budgeting our meagre pensions for this fantastic day.
The pool area at the Casino
Feel like a swim?
I have since picked up around the ridges, TAP's, are often called PAP's which means PAIN in the ARSE PENSIONERS. Don't care what we get called, just a great economical day all round.
We caught the 1500 hours bus back to Cooralinga from the Casino. Most of us had missed our "nanny nap" or in my case my "poppy pause." So with the gentle mutterings of perfectly toooooned Toyota Coaster bus, and with the setting sun caressing our worn out bodies, most sunk into a pregnant pause, watching our eye lids, and quietly burping and farting, reminiscing of what can only be described as great day out.
Stay toooooooned
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