Written on Feb 8, 2010
On the way home today, I heard on the car radio two talk show hosts on 93.8 Live jocularly discussing the date when Resorts World Sentosa has been reported to throw open its casino doors: Feb 13.
The female host expressed surprise at the reported choice, as she considered the number 13 unlucky, betraying an Anglo-Saxon superstition bias.
The male host then pointed out that Feb 13 also happens to be the 30th day of the 12th moon according to the lunar calendar. And “30″ is considered to be lucky by the Chinese.
It was my turn to be surprised. 30 may indeed be considered lucky by some Chinese, due to the fact that when it is said aloud, it could be mistaken for a lucky utterance in Chinese.
But. And there is a very big but.
Month ends, particularly year ends, aren’t considered to be particularly auspicious for the truly traditional Chinese, as they mark an end.
I’ve a relative and her husband (to be) who, in their ignorant youth, had picked Dec 31 to hold their wedding dinner. To them, that would enable them to start the new year together, as a married couple.
Their elders put their foot down. The end of the year is no way to mark a new life as husband and wife, they pointed out. And so their wedding dinner was held on Jan 2 instead.
Resorts World Sentosa may not fall into this mould of thinking. Or it may. Then what? Open on Feb 14 which doesn’t sound particularly auspicious in Chinese, especially if one puts the date before the month, giving 142.
Yet, I know some Chinese who would argue that contrary to popular belief, 142 needn’t be pronounced to sound like “easy to die” but “a whole life of ease”. It’s where you put the accent, you see.
However, there’s another problem. Feb 14 is also the start of the Tiger Year. And the Feng Shui fraternity have much to say about the most auspicious direction and timing to make sure the arriving tiger isn’t one that’s ready to eat everything in its way, including the casino.
Still, if I were a feng shui master, I could also make a plausible case on why Resorts World should, nay must, open on Feb 14. Because what better image for a casino to aspire to than that of a tiger, with the eager gamblers as its easy prey?
And the theme music, I would advise should be “I am Tiger hear me roar…” adapted from the gender liberators’ anthem, “I am woman hear me roar..”
about jousts @ casinos
Monday, February 8, 2010
Friday, December 4, 2009
At Crown Casino in Melbourne
Written on Dec 4, 2009
When in Melbourne, how could I not go take a gander at the Crown Casino, the casino and entertainment precinct on the south bank of the Yarra River, said be to attracting on average 16 million visitors a year (!!!!!)
This is specially when it was just a short tram ride from Prahran where I was staying.
And so it was, the day after LW left for Nagambie to be with her Oz friends, TK and I decided to head for South Bank and Crown, tho with a long break first at the Blue Train which serves an extensive and ecclectic menu abt which TK sang her praise; adding that the founder was originally a vegetarian.
I had a tuna steak which came with an obligatory salad and thick potato wedges while TK opted for her fish n chips, something that I can’t face at any time, least of all while on holiday.
We managed to finish a bottle of wine between us, because as TK said, it made sense to order a bottle @ AUD28 when a glass cost AUD7 and each of us was bound to drink more than one glass.
Then we took our slow leisurely stroll to the casino and truthfully, there wasn’t a jostling crowd to beat us there.
So I don’t know where they got the 16 million figure from, considering it’s almost double the tourist numbers pouring into Singapore annually.
The entrance to the casino wasn’t glam. In fact at that time of night — around 9.30pm, there was only a small door that let us in.
I’m not a casino connoiseur and my knowledge abt the facility is gleaned mainly by my nodding acquaintance with what’s available at Genting (many years since I’ve been) and the occasional 4-day cruise on the Superstar Virgo plus a hurried foray to Macau earlier 2009 to sample the Venetian and Sands.
I found Crown to be no great shakes and Genting, from past memory, comes off only slightly a shade worse while the Virgo’s grand reception hall in my opinion holds its own very well, thank you.
Sands in Macau would run neck and neck while the Venetian is much larger and grander. At both Sands and Crown, the slot machines in the public area could be found quickly beyond the entrance while at the Venetian, we quickly got lost and distracted by the restuarants and shops and were side-tracked for a long while over a meal.
Yet the end result of these land-based casinos was that I lost money quickly at their slot machines, the only type of gambling I do, other than the occasional shot at roulette when I could squeeze a space at the table.
Also at Crown, with TK dashing in and out to “have a quick smoke”, I just couldn’t concentrate and despite wandering from a 5-cent slot to a 2-cent slot, I lost AUD30 in less than an hour! It took double that time to lose HK$100 at Macau.
One final surprise: TK took a picture of me at the slots, something that wasn’t allowed at Genting or the Virgo, the security was so tight and menacing. I can’t remember whether photo-taking was allowed in Macau but LW didn’t snap me, for sure.
When in Melbourne, how could I not go take a gander at the Crown Casino, the casino and entertainment precinct on the south bank of the Yarra River, said be to attracting on average 16 million visitors a year (!!!!!)
This is specially when it was just a short tram ride from Prahran where I was staying.
And so it was, the day after LW left for Nagambie to be with her Oz friends, TK and I decided to head for South Bank and Crown, tho with a long break first at the Blue Train which serves an extensive and ecclectic menu abt which TK sang her praise; adding that the founder was originally a vegetarian.
I had a tuna steak which came with an obligatory salad and thick potato wedges while TK opted for her fish n chips, something that I can’t face at any time, least of all while on holiday.
We managed to finish a bottle of wine between us, because as TK said, it made sense to order a bottle @ AUD28 when a glass cost AUD7 and each of us was bound to drink more than one glass.
Then we took our slow leisurely stroll to the casino and truthfully, there wasn’t a jostling crowd to beat us there.
So I don’t know where they got the 16 million figure from, considering it’s almost double the tourist numbers pouring into Singapore annually.
The entrance to the casino wasn’t glam. In fact at that time of night — around 9.30pm, there was only a small door that let us in.
I’m not a casino connoiseur and my knowledge abt the facility is gleaned mainly by my nodding acquaintance with what’s available at Genting (many years since I’ve been) and the occasional 4-day cruise on the Superstar Virgo plus a hurried foray to Macau earlier 2009 to sample the Venetian and Sands.
I found Crown to be no great shakes and Genting, from past memory, comes off only slightly a shade worse while the Virgo’s grand reception hall in my opinion holds its own very well, thank you.
Sands in Macau would run neck and neck while the Venetian is much larger and grander. At both Sands and Crown, the slot machines in the public area could be found quickly beyond the entrance while at the Venetian, we quickly got lost and distracted by the restuarants and shops and were side-tracked for a long while over a meal.
Yet the end result of these land-based casinos was that I lost money quickly at their slot machines, the only type of gambling I do, other than the occasional shot at roulette when I could squeeze a space at the table.
Also at Crown, with TK dashing in and out to “have a quick smoke”, I just couldn’t concentrate and despite wandering from a 5-cent slot to a 2-cent slot, I lost AUD30 in less than an hour! It took double that time to lose HK$100 at Macau.
One final surprise: TK took a picture of me at the slots, something that wasn’t allowed at Genting or the Virgo, the security was so tight and menacing. I can’t remember whether photo-taking was allowed in Macau but LW didn’t snap me, for sure.
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