ME WSOP, biggest event of the year. My first ever 10k buy-in MTT...
Played for 6 days.
6420 started, and I got 66th. Earned some money to cover my expenses for this big trip.
Made some good plays, made some bad, happy with my professional performance overall. Learned a lot about myself and about live poker in the US.
Worked my ass off for over a week, feel super tired.
Should feel happy with my overall performance... But on our way yesterday to Hawaii (our penultimate stop of this trip), I almost started crying...
I mean, most ppl come to Vegas, lose a lot of money, and get back home super happy.
I came to Vegas for the first time, made decent money, and felt like it's the end of the world.
I imagine only poker players can understand this feeling. So close, yet so far. Feeling it but not quite getting there. It's been like 24 hours now, and I'm next to the pool laxxxing, so mood is improving slowly - guess ill feel happy and accomplished again soon ...
Within few days Ill start thinking about future plans.
I wanna thank everyone again for the support, it was amazing - I do feel blessed being surrounded by so many cool ppl/friends/colleagues.
I know I've put this song here few times before already, but it just inspires me again and again, and makes me think Ill be able to get there soon...
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Saturday, July 4, 2015
This might have been the longest day of my life..
All started well and amusing at the SF airport... We quickly got a car at around Noon (could have been the top story on it's own, that process, but on such a day...), and started making our way towards Highway 1... Normally this drive should take just over 1.5 hours, but apparently Americans love to drive on 4th of July weekends, so we got to Monterrey (more or less the start of the amazing pacific road) at roughly 4:30 PM...
Had a quick lunch, were told by the locals we will be driving 10~ more hours (instead of 6-7) cause of traffic, started considering our options and decided we gonna go trough with it, as it kinda sucks skipping a pre-booked hotel...
Highway 1 is AMAZING. It's perfect. I'd spend a week there ez. I might just do that before November 9 (which I'd be a part of, ofc). Also traffic got way better quickly, and by 8PM we were already out and on our way to LA with 4 hours of driving left according to our GPS.
What I didn't anticipate at this point, is not having a single gas station over the course of the next 2.5 hours...
In the middle of no where (highway 46 if anyone knows), we started running really short, and I started getting super worried... Than BAM - Gaz station shown on the GPS. Got there. Gonna laxxx now.
Shit, Card doesn't go trough and store is closed.
Panic attack (first I had since December 8th, 2011). Mrs tilt tries to calm me down. I'm already considering calling for rescue.
Couple guys drive by tell me there's another station few miles down the way. We are not sure we have couple miles left (we are at 0 a while already).
Nothing works so we decide to gamble and go for it.
We find a station and manage to fuel-up literally on the 98th minute of injury time...
We get to our hotel in LA at 1 AM.
Totals:
13 hours on the road.
425 Miles I drove in one day - That's 680 KM~. <Eilat to Metula (south point to north point of Israel) is around 520KM~>
1 Panic attack.
1. Mrs tilt who needs compensation...
Funny that this is our official US trip song...
Happy 4th of July to all my American friends!
Had a quick lunch, were told by the locals we will be driving 10~ more hours (instead of 6-7) cause of traffic, started considering our options and decided we gonna go trough with it, as it kinda sucks skipping a pre-booked hotel...
Highway 1 is AMAZING. It's perfect. I'd spend a week there ez. I might just do that before November 9 (which I'd be a part of, ofc). Also traffic got way better quickly, and by 8PM we were already out and on our way to LA with 4 hours of driving left according to our GPS.
What I didn't anticipate at this point, is not having a single gas station over the course of the next 2.5 hours...
In the middle of no where (highway 46 if anyone knows), we started running really short, and I started getting super worried... Than BAM - Gaz station shown on the GPS. Got there. Gonna laxxx now.
Shit, Card doesn't go trough and store is closed.
Panic attack (first I had since December 8th, 2011). Mrs tilt tries to calm me down. I'm already considering calling for rescue.
Couple guys drive by tell me there's another station few miles down the way. We are not sure we have couple miles left (we are at 0 a while already).
Nothing works so we decide to gamble and go for it.
We find a station and manage to fuel-up literally on the 98th minute of injury time...
We get to our hotel in LA at 1 AM.
Totals:
13 hours on the road.
425 Miles I drove in one day - That's 680 KM~. <Eilat to Metula (south point to north point of Israel) is around 520KM~>
1 Panic attack.
1. Mrs tilt who needs compensation...
Funny that this is our official US trip song...
Happy 4th of July to all my American friends!
Thursday, July 2, 2015
You're gonna meet some gentle people there (and every homeless in the west coast)
*Super tired while writing this, sorry if spelling sucks*
Almost a week gone since starting our US trip.
Last 3 days we are in San Francisco. A place with a song. And hills. And a beautiful bridge. And a great bay. And delicious food. And... We wanted to run away on hour number 2.
I mean we come from a place with shit load of problems and issues... but I can't imagine we can ever meet the local reality here - Market Street (Cities main street - which goes trough the financial and hi-tech districts. Uber and Twitter HQ's are right there) is filled with endless amounts of homeless, junkies and random wierdos.... This happens apparently because SF is taking in all those ppl in need, from nearby cities/states (such as LA and Nevada). Some of them sell/buy drugs in day light. Some scream. Most of them just sit and look to get a quarter, so they can buy a beer.
U can't ignore them totally. U can do your best to look away, but there's just too many of them, at every corner of most streets. So u start thinking about it... Sometimes the pictures u see are just too much to bare.
Next week I'm going to play the ME WSOP. Makes me understand even way better how much is on stake. Those ppl might kill each other for way less than this events buy in.
We are having fun, don't get me wrong. We will be having fun till we get back. It's just that this trip goes through with so much mental weight. Gotta keep strong. We seen many flowers yesterday in local botanical gardens, and we are wearing some in our hair :)
Almost a week gone since starting our US trip.
Last 3 days we are in San Francisco. A place with a song. And hills. And a beautiful bridge. And a great bay. And delicious food. And... We wanted to run away on hour number 2.
I mean we come from a place with shit load of problems and issues... but I can't imagine we can ever meet the local reality here - Market Street (Cities main street - which goes trough the financial and hi-tech districts. Uber and Twitter HQ's are right there) is filled with endless amounts of homeless, junkies and random wierdos.... This happens apparently because SF is taking in all those ppl in need, from nearby cities/states (such as LA and Nevada). Some of them sell/buy drugs in day light. Some scream. Most of them just sit and look to get a quarter, so they can buy a beer.
U can't ignore them totally. U can do your best to look away, but there's just too many of them, at every corner of most streets. So u start thinking about it... Sometimes the pictures u see are just too much to bare.
Next week I'm going to play the ME WSOP. Makes me understand even way better how much is on stake. Those ppl might kill each other for way less than this events buy in.
We are having fun, don't get me wrong. We will be having fun till we get back. It's just that this trip goes through with so much mental weight. Gotta keep strong. We seen many flowers yesterday in local botanical gardens, and we are wearing some in our hair :)
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