Well, not so much a room as a roped-off area at the end of a pit with six tables. Really! Over 1000 slot machines, sixty table games, a high-rise hotel with rooms too expensive for me, and a poker room.
I wasn’t interested in drinking and they weren’t interested in me, so I left.Īcross the driveway towards the state line, underneath a statue of a Pony Express rider, I found a set of carpeted stairs leading through a double set of glass doors into Harrah’s. These ladies all seemed to be about 5’2 with very short hair. These apparently were a different species than at the Park Tahoe. When I looked some more, there still wasn’t a poker game, but the waitresses were still there. They didn’t look like any ref’s I had ever seen before! Not that I noticed, I was looking for a poker game. What it did have, in plenty, was cocktail waitresses, each in little black and white striped shorts. Who the hell would bet $100 at blackjack? Come on, this place didn’t even have a poker room. They had little yellow signs with $1 to $100 on them. There were about a dozen chairs for a keno game, several TV’s by the bar, a craps game, and half-a-dozen blackjack tables. I walked in and was surprised by how small it was.
Next door to Barney’s at Lake Tahoe was Harrah’s Sports Casino.
