She got in line to get drinks then realized, she didn’t have any Canadian currency. We started heading towards the Colosseum, but J was really thirsty and wanted a Diet Pepsi.

Fortunately, there are signs everywhere that point you in the right direction. We still had about 45 minutes before the show. I explained the situation and the girl working accepted my story and we got our tickets. In the past when I’ve done will call, they just wanted an ID, so I was hoping that’s what would happen.

It was compromised in the latest stolen credit card scare. I didn’t have the purchasing credit card. I called Ticketmaster who put replacements at the box office for me, but they said I needed the purchasing credit card. I was still pretty anxious, because my tickets were never delivered. We arrived about an hour before our show. The view from our seats at The Colosseum at Caesars Windsor I know I’m more of the exception to the rule than the norm, but damn was it nice to be in a casino and not having to struggle to breath. IF I was a gambler, I’d be going back to Windsor a lot more. What do you think the first thing we noticed when we got inside the casino? It was smoke free. We made our way all the way to the top then hit the elevator back to the third level where the pedestrian bridge is. We got to the casino then went around the block what seemed like six times to get to the self park parking garage. From the time we got to Windsor, it felt like we were just going in circles. We could see the neon signs well before we made it to the border crossing. We got to the other end and talked to the border agent who wished us luck when I told him where we were headed.Ĭaesars Windsor sits right on the river and is highly visible from downtown Detroit. When your stuck in bumper to bumper traffic under a river, you do kind of start thinking about what could go wrong. It took about a half hour to get through. I think J was a little nervous about using the tunnel, but I just do what the GPS tells me. I paid the toll them waited as five lanes converged down to one. Since we were downtown in Detroit, the GPS sent us to the Detroit-Windsor tunnel. People do it everyday, so I’m not sure why I was so worried about it, but I was just anxious about making sure I knew where we were going and what we needed to get back into the country. Getting to Canada and back home had literally kept me up at night for a week.

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