Thursday, November 12, 2009

Atlantic City, End of Season

Lenny Kravitz at the Borgata Casino.
You can climb inside Lucy the Elephant.

Atlantic City, end of season. Walked miles on the shore with the gulls, watched the still-out-there surfers, munched salt-water taffy, then wandered back along the Boardwalk. Believe it or not, AC's a great place to commune with nature and get some exercise.
I've always found this old resort town very atmospheric and never more so than this trip: old Absecon Lighthouse, streets after which the original Monopoly game properties were named, the Atlantic thundering ashore at Margate where I visited Lucy, America's First Roadside Attraction, dating from 1881.
Not everything here's old, though.  Lots of young people on the packed WestJet flight (just over an hour from Toronto) were headed for a weekend at Harrah's and the Borgata casino-resort.  I went to the Borgata, too, later and was glad to see that the huge hotspot had spent money on real art, decking their lobby and hallways with giant pieces by glass wizard Dale Chihuly, pieces that, to me, evoked underwater lifeforms, coral and such.
That night I caught Lenny Kravitz's show at the Borgata's event center. Its relatively intimate size meant we could groove quite close to the stage. Roger Daltrey was scheduled to appear a few weeks later, and Lady Gaga in January.  I'll definitely check concert listings before my next visit.
And I'll be back as soon as I can.  I've got a real soft spot for this oceanside city, especially when the casino lights glisten on the dark, rainswept streets.

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