There’s too much to write about so ill just cut to the chase. Pardon my incoherent writing, its tough to blog on a phone. We left Puno for La Paz on the 23rd via the Copacabana route. We stopped over for lunch at Copacabana for a hour and we were downgraded to an inferior bus. That was just the beginning of the Bolivian bullshit buses that were headed our way.
After another 2 hours we had to alight the bus to take a ferry across a river. Our bus was also transported across the river by a boat. We were fairly surprised. While waiting on the other side of the river, i had some retarded bolivian tell me that his Nikon camera was made in China. ‘Si si si’ i replied, with a forced smile.
My impression of La Paz is fairly similar to that of Bangkok and other nearby SEA countries. Cheap but messy. The taxi driver seemed really aggro and road lanes werent clearly defined. Bolivians seemed friendly and willing to help though.
We werent given many options to Uyuni from La Paz. We took Cruz Del Norte which was run by a bunch of incometent idiots. They got our seat numbers wrong and kept switching us between two buses several times over and interrupting our rest. The bolivian buses also had a stench; i think the locals only bathed once a week. Everything in bolivia is cheap though.
24 dec
We started our tour on the 24th. Max was seduced by some fat prosperous bitch tour agent and we paid 950 bolivianos (153 usd) for a 3d2n salar de uyuni tour. We were promised an english speaking guide.
Our tour was supposed to start at 1030 but at 1025 she was nowhere to be found. Suddenly a lexus appeared from nowhere and she alighted in front of her shop. After a lot more waiting, a toyota landcruiser came to pick us ip. We were supposed to be travelling with an english couple fluent in spanish but we ended up going around with three aussie girls instead. They were told that they were getting three korean guys. It seems that these bolivians are so full of bs.
We had a driver with a very huge tummy. Max calls him fat fuck. I was concernedthat it was a beer belly since we had read many horror stories about drunk drivers. In my opinion if u are overweight in a poor country u mist be paid really well. This makes complete sense because they were in touch with tourist dollars.
Out of the three aussie girls, one of them was half italian so she was kind of transltating certain things that were said to us. Our ‘english speaking guide’ Rena proved to be fairly useless. She had a memorized script on her notepad and i had a brief look at it. It was not very comprehensible. She was also largely unable to answer any questions we had.
We first visited a train yard with broken locomotives, followed by the salt flats. We went at a terrible timing. The place was half wet so we couldnt achieve a proper mirror effect in our photos. After playing around for a while, the driver got fed up of waiting and started the engine, implying to the chicks that they should stop their endless christmad cam whoring. They probably got the sign and got into the vehicle like obedient kindergarten kids.
During lunch, everyone around us were playing around with their props (godzilla, trex etc). Our props were extremely pathetic on comparison. We had a da niao, patrick the starfish, and a llama. The driver used his dirty hands to preparw the food but we were in bolivia to strengthen our stomachs anyway so we didnt care.
After lunch we visited a cactus park. I got myself pricked twice by the cactus and my hands were slightly staines by blood. Then the day ended when we reached the salt hotels at 1700hrs.
25 dec
Christmas day was messed up. We first thought that the driver was drunk cos his eyes were bloodshot and he was one hour late. That was the least of our worries when our vehicle broke down at 0830. Rena kept giving us some bullshit about how a replacement vehicle was coming. Both of them kept using water to cool down the overheated engine but it was only a quick fix which enabled us to travel for another three min before the engine overheated again. And we were one hour away from the next town.
Justin bieber was being his typical LILF self. He was having a geeat time faking poctures and laughing away at the driver each time the vehicle broke down. If i were the driver i would intentionally waste everyones time.
The aussie girls made a huge fuss and finally after more than four hours of being stuck on the desert, another vehicle was sent to us. Even though the new vehicle was far shittier (speedometer broken, cracked windscreen, no seatbelts), we were just really glad to be able to move on.
I wasnt feeling too great that day. Ate some lunch, skipped the meat but ate an apple anyway. Felt like crap for the next two hours and had the dilemma of choosing between discomfort (holding it in) or hunger (vomitting everything out). In the end i chose to induce some puking like someone with bullimia.
We visited some flemingos at the lake later on but i wasnt too interested in them. Upon reaching the secons accomodation place i went to bed immediately without eating dinner.
26 dec
I felt better and was able to appreciate the beautiful bolivian scenery. We visited some rock formations and the red lake with more flemingos. Bolivian scenery looks so good that it looks fake (like some cgi generated animation from Avatar)
During lunch we decided not to touch the cucumbers and tomatoes. The driver was casually touching the car tyres and i think he did not clean his hands before touching the food.
Overall i was reasonably satisfied with the drivers driving and the accomodations. The guide was crap though. She seemed to be trying her best and i just pretended to be vaguely interested in the random english phrases she was throwing at us. The girls gave up trying to understand her.
Another thing i found funny was when the driver sped on uneven roads. The girls often hurt their asses. *bump* “ouchhhh” then the driver will say something in spanish and let out his cheeky laughter.
Upon arriving in Uyuni we took a nice shower for 10 bol at a public shower. We are not going to have any accomodation for the next 3 days so we are going to love like homeless beggars.
Day 11
We arrived early in the morning at Puno Bus Terminal at 0500. We purchased our bus tickets and headed for Tayka Hostel (which is the place where I am typing this blog post at the moment). One night costs 12 USD per person which is actually on the high side, given that we had cheaper and better accomodation in Cusco at Hostel Recoleta.
Lake Titicaca
The tour costs 25 USD per person and lasts from 0700 to 1700. Great value for money right? NOT
Don´t waste your time there. Puno is a shit hole and so is Lake Titicaca. We spent two thirds of the time in the bus or in a boat. Uros island was kind of cool as it was floating with reeds but there was some smelly sulphuric smell. The villagers were also pushy and kept harassing us to buy their goods. Max and Justin wasted 5 soles each on some wrist band.
The rain also made it really very difficult for me to enjoy myself during our time on Uros (30 min). When we were heading back into the boat, some guy fell into the water and everyone started laughing at him. I would usually laugh along too, but my mood was greatly dampened by the rain and I was feeling annoyed.
Next we had a 2.5 hour ride to the next island of Taquile. It was also a waste of time. The island was boring. A few of the passengers puked so they stayed on the boat. On the other hand, we had to hike for around 40 min to get to the Restaurant.
In conclusion, Lake Titicaca is a waste of time and money. I would rate it below the Estansia Tour and Tango Show that we did in Argentina. Spend your money and time better elsewhere.
Inca Trail Day 2
Everyone woke up early at 0530 and we were served some Coca Tea. Max virtually spent every meal-time talking about how disgusting the toilets were, how his shit was almost about to pop out, and how he had to reduce fibre and pop some constipating pills. I didn´t care – I wanted to enjoy my meal and add Salsa to my soup every single time.
The second day was certainly the most tiring out of all 4 days. As opposed to trekking 14 km the previous day, we had to trek for 16 km, with more than half of it involving very steep uphill tracks. I was lagging behind most of the time even though I was the only one with no backpack as I was completely exhausted. The weather was nice and sunny though.
I had a brief chat with a 27 year old guide from Intrepid. He was mostly trying to practice his English skills with me I think. He said he had to study English for 3 years and he intends to travel the world after he is able to save some money. This leads me to believe that Guides are really well-paid (not sure about absolute terms but they probably make many times the salary of cab drivers and porters).
After lunch, we had to hike uphill again for a short period. While Reuben was explaining something about the way Incans used to communicate, it suddenly started pouring. There were even some hail stones falling for a few minutes. The rain made hiking really tough and I think my stick saved my ass more than 15 times throughout the trail.
We arrived at the second camp site at around 1600. It was the best camp site in my opinion, but also the coldest. We had another ¨Happy Hour¨ in the evening. The Westerners were sitting inside chatting away, while the rest of us were sitting nearer the guides. Max, Justin and I were fairly quiet so Domestico asked Max why he was not saying anything. Max gave some excuse about having a headache but he was asked to tell a joke anyway.
He couldn´t think of one, so I had to tell one in his place. I told the 2 guides that Max was very skillful in photography cos his ex-girlfriend was in the photography club. Max needed some sort of comeback so he said I was really interested in the Taiwanese Chicos. Somehow, we started discussing about Grande Pecho (Richat the Bolivian told us it meant Big Boobs) and Reuben pointed out that the correct term was Tetona or something with similar spelling. Josephine seemed interested in what we were saying cos we were whispering and laughing hysterically but we told her it was dirty stuff.
I can´t remember what exactly happened, but the conversation quickly degenerated into dirty and vulgar stuff involving the whole table. Max offered to teach both of the guides a new word ¨Paizuri¨ but apparently Domestico already knew. Domestico then started asking everyone what the most vulgar words were in their native language or country. The English mentioned the word ¨Cunt¨, the Americans or Australians somehow mentioned the word ¨Cameltoe¨which became the phrase we often used to substitute ¨Cheese¨ while taking shots, and the Taiwanese used the word ¨Gan¨ which meant fuck in Mandarin. Apparently the phrase CCB is low level stuff in Taiwan according to Josephine.
Everyone had a good laugh, and then I had to take a shit. It was gross and I had to squat in some weird posture but it felt good when it was over.
Inca Trail Day 3
We only needed to cover 10 km on the third day and most of the path was level so I was able to keep up fairly easily. Everyone arrived at the campsite at 1300.
The camp was the worst out of the 3 camp sites, with very little space for walking. The toilet was also very far away which discouraged me from taking a bath.
In the evening, we went down to a nearby Incan site to learn more about Incan history. I think someone mentioned during dinner about how some guy and a llama fell down the terrace. When I see people doing jumpshots near the edges of a cliff sometimes I wonder if they are really dumb.
At night, we were discussing what time to wake up the next day to queue up. Most of them were getting really pumped up to wake up early but I didn´t really see the point.
Inca Trail Day 4
We did wake up at 0250 and finished our breakfast within 10 min. After that we went to queue up at the benches outside the gates. The rangers open the gates leading to the Sun Gate and Machu Picchu everyday at 0530 and the 2nd group arrived more than half an hour later than we did. Waking up so early was really pointless.
When the gates opened, everyone started hiking at a really fast pace. After taking some ¨postcard pictures¨ at the Sun Gate, we then continued rushing towards Machu Picchu. Jackson and Angus met their parents so they went off together. The rest of us exited Machu Picchu first and had a quick rest. The whole place felt really touristy with all the additional people arriving from buses and trains, as compared to the previous 3 days.
Sophie offered Max some oranges and he was gobbling them down, trying to unlock the anus plug he had created and compensating for the shortfall of fibre in his diet by not shitting for 1 week. We made a mad dash for the clean toilets at the bottom of the hill. While they were not that clean IMO (my cubicle had some pee stains on the toilet seat), it was still heaven compared to the crap we had in the mountains.
We re-entered Machu Picchu for 2 hours for the final portion of our tour. The various sites, the Sun, Rain, Earth temples were all really beautiful. Eventually we were given some free time to roam around the place. Angel´s friends abandoned her so she went around with us for a while.
Max´s Chivalrous Act 2: Max saw a camera lying on a terrace one level below us so he went to retrieve it. The owner was some guy wearing a grey singlet. While browsing through his photos we also saw a sneaky picture of some girl´s ass which was quite funny. We were contemplating on whether to keep or return the camera but the owner suddenly showed up so we returned it to him.
We took the bus down and had lunch in the nearby town of Aguas Calientes. It was another tourist trap but at the very least there was a shower at the top of the restaurant, beside the workers´quarters. Max and I managed to take a quick bath before leaving for the train.
On the bus back to Cusco, we had some really annoying people on the same bus as us. 2 girls just could not shut their trap and they had to keep on singing Feliz Navidad and some other retarded songs while I was trying to keep calm and rest. According to Max they were fucking noisy too in the 4 hour train ride. We had a nice dinner at some sandwich place and hopped on the 2230 bus to Puno
LlamaPath
First let me give a quick review of Llamapath. There were several travel agencies providing similar services, with porters and tents for the entire Inca Trail. In my opinion, Llamapath seemed to be the best and the most popular. I´m not too sure about the price differences though.
1) Guides
Our 2 guides Reuben and Domestico (I can´t rmb his real name) were pretty hilarious. Reuben seemed to know his shit more but Domestico was such a joke that everyone laughed a lot. Reuben seemed to be skilled in many things (like fixing broken shoes and bags and wrapping sprained ankles).
2) Food
Food was top-notch. I think the food was better than many of the Peruvian restaurants we had eaten at on previous days. We were fed so much that I doubt anyone lost any weight even after all the exercise. We had Happy Hour right before dinner and we were served tea snacks like cake, biscuits, popcorn and some hot drinks.
3) Porters
Porters could only speak Spanish but I felt they were really friendly. Most of them greeted me when they ran past. They seemed to be faster than the other companies too (but this isn´t too important).
4) Extra Service
I was really surprised when the coordinator (of the porters) fixed my shoes. He sewed my 2 shoes together with some sort of thread and that enabled me to survive the entire trail. My shoes were on the verge of splitting open by the 2nd day.
I would give Llamapath a score of 9 out of 10. Not a perfect score because firstly, we were “obliged to tip” 60 soles to each porter and 120 soles to the chef as a group. I felt like they were trying to market their tour package at a slightly lower price, and then shift some of this “non-obligatory¨ cost to the customer (adds up to approximately another 50 usd). Secondly, food on the last day was completely over-kill. The chef cooked way too much carbohydrates (huge plates of potatoes and rice). But these are minor concerns and I´m very satisfied with the service.
The People
We had a group of 13 people, with 2 guides, 1 chef, 1 coordinator, and 17 porters. An English couple in their 30s, an American couple in their 40s, 2 Australian brothers in their 20s, and 4 Taiwanese girls in their 20s. It was a fairly diverse mix so I think it made the experience more enjoyable.
Inca Trail Day 1
We had to meet at the main square of Cusco at 0430 hrs. That was followed by a 2 hour bus ride to a breakfast spot. We ended up eating biscuits cos we were cheap. We also bought 3 wooden walking sticks for 8 soles each. Also at the point before the start of the Inca Trail, there were also some women selling ponchos and walking sticks. I recommend buying those wooden sticks which can easily be disposed of as opposed to renting them from the Tour agency which not only cost more, but you also become liable for any damage to the stick (my stick was badly damaged).
At the starting point the 4 girls seemed to be panicking. Ya Zhi left her passport at the hostel so she couldn´t enter. The rest of us went off without her but Domestico stayed behind and waited with her.
I only remember a few things about day 1. The 2 girls getting destroyed by their heavy backpacks (they were the only ones who did not hire porters), the lunch point, the erratic weather which kept alternating between rain and sunshine, causing everyone to put on and take off their ponchos repeatedly, and the end point, which we arrived at, at 1700.
Max´s Chivalrous Act 1 – Offering to carry the backpack of the 2 girls when the rest point was only 1-2 min away XD
My shoes were soaked wet and I could not wait to change into my slippers. After taking a dry bath, some people went to the toilet and were grossed out by the random pile of shit and dirt everywhere. I found 2 hoses nearby so I used them as some sort of platform to step on while peeing. Most of us slept early at around 2030.
Day 6
We needed to acclimatize to the higher altitude level before the Inca Trail so we had one free day at Cusco. We booked the Sacred Valley Tour with Llamapath too, since we did our Inca Trail with the same Tour agency.
There´s not too much to say here. The Incan sites were nice, but they were kind of similar to those in the Inca Trail. Also, out of the 6 places we visited, 3 of them were tourist traps. Basically we were just there to stimulate the Peruvian Economy. Entering markets and being pressured into buying some useless clothing.
We met a lone traveller hailing from Hong Kong. Angela was in her late thirties an she had just quit her job so she had a ton of free time. We ate together during lunch and she gave me some plasters when I stupidly slipped and fell into a shallow drain, cutting my ankle just before the Inca Trail. As usual, many people thought I was kind of crazy for trekking in my Flip Flops but it was definitely the right decision given the wet weather (I had no water proof shoes).
About the Sacred Valley Tour, we were informed that the tour costs 20 Soles and that the tourist ticket costs 40 Soles for students and 70 Soles for adults. But when we arrived there, it was 70 and 130 for students and adults respectively (the smaller figures were for locals). I would recommend skipping this if you are already going for the Inca Trail.
Day 5
We only had 2/3 of a day in Lima. I found the bike tour decent in B.A. so we decided to book another tour with BikeToursofLima, costing 33 USD for 4 hours. It was a great choice. The weather was really cool and since we were near the coast there was a constant breeze from the ocean. The guide explained things well and the Saturday traffic was also less heavy, making cycling easier.
We went for a snack in a pub. Ferdinaz, a middle-aged Argentinian woman tried communicating to us. The only thing i remember about what she said was “This is AMAZING, Machu Pichuu was AMAZING.” We rushed to find some lunch at some popular Bolivian restaurant with a mega long queue. Waited for approximately 30 min but we still had 20 people in front of us. The owner was nice enough to allow us to cut the queue since we had a bus to catch.
We mainly ordered seafood for all 3 of our dishes. Not a great idea. Food was decent.
Cruz del Sur
We took a 22 hour bus ride on the luxury bus service Cruz del Sur (72 USD). Seats were huge with a lot of leg room and they could recline a lot. The meals were significantly better than those provided by the pathetic Aerolineas Argentinas. We kept popping the Altitude Sickness pills which had the side effect of making you pee a lot. Not something pleasant, as it was difficult to pee when the bus was turning left or right.
Day 6
Cusco is filled with scammers, and we learned that it doesn’t pay to be gracious. The previous day, Max made some comment about how i was more suited to travelling in China cos of my brash, unmannered style. He got punished hard for it.
1.Cab from bus station to Hostel costed 10 Soles. The true cost was probably 3-5 soles
2.We were trying to find our way to a Chi Fa (chinese restaurant). Some random woman saw us looking lost and led us to the place. She took so long to read the map and Max wanted to pull the map away cos she was slow. She was overzealous in helping and we kind of suspected she wanted tips but we followed her anyway. Max gave her a 1 sole tip (which was perfectly reasonable, given that a cab would have cost 3 soles) but she followed us into the restaurant and insisted that we gave her a treat. Classic example of “You give them an inch, they want a foot.” Justin seldom swears but such people make him go “Fuck”
Anyway the restaurant owner was from Fu Jian province. He gave the Hobo woman a bowl of soup and asked her to leave. He seems lonely and was really glad to see his fellow Chinese breathen in his shop so he sat at the next table and had a short chat with us. The owner mentioned that his only family here in Lima was his cousin and that he was doing very well, making 2 million yuan annually, and being able to afford the more expensive Chinese chefs (1.3k USD per month). He on the other hand, hired a bunch of cheap local Peruvian labour (300 USD per month). He gave us some Cocoa Tea (Cocaine is a derivative of that) and it alleviated the symptoms of our altitude sickness.
3. 2 young boys approached us. One offered to clean our shoes while the other wanted to sell us some items. Since our shoes were soiled by the mud, Max decided to be a benevolent and gracious traveller (He is Pope Benedict after all).
Max: Cuanto Cuesta?
Boy: 3 Soles
While his shoe was getting brushed,
Max: Shit man, this feels like child exploitation
Me: Nah it’s a fair trade
The boy kept insisting on adding some polish and all sorts of funny stuff which would have cost between 10-25 Soles. In the end Max paid 10 Soles. Even if the boy meant 3 soles per foot, Max still got ripped off. I wonder who got exploited.
4. We went to the LlamaPath travel agency to confirm our tour in the Inca Trail. Our tour group comprises 13 people, including the 3 of us. 2 Australian brothers in their 20s, 4 Taiwanese girls in their 20s (you could see the joy in Max’s eyes when he saw that), and 2 middle aged couples from England and the US.
Max lost his umbrella (borrowed from the hostel) somewhere so we went back to the LlamaPath travel agency to look for it but it wasn’t there. He finally got sick of being a nice guy.
Max: Should I tell the hostel people that i lost it?
Me: Look at where being gracious has gotten you.Max: ok fuck it let’s pretend nothing happened.
5. Hailed a cab at the Main square. We knew the cost was around 3-4 soles, since the hostel guy told us so. The cab driver offered to fetch us for 5 soles but we knew that was over-priced so I made a counter-offer of 3 soles. Eventually agreed on 4 soles. I feel so cheap for saving 1 sole (50 cents)
Day 3
Day 3 was kind of a waste of time. We were supposed to go for Horse Riding but it ended up as some Argentine cultural bullshit. We rode around the perimeters of a small confined area for like 10 minutes and sat on a horse carriage for a while. Then we ate some meat and salad for lunch. Richat the Bolivian was sitting with us and he was trying really hard to communicate with us with his limited knowledge of English. He even poured some Pepsi into my wine and beer. It tasted decent.
After watching some cultural performances (Tango and Singing), we watched some Ring Rider stuff. It was kind of boring. We headed back to B.A. and since Max liked the Tour Guide (when she hardly did anything besides giving very basic information, he tipped her 30 pesos. We spent the rest of the night wandering around Palermo neighbourhood.
Day 4
Justin the aristocrat had to ride his horses so he paid 200 USD for some private lessons in a free-range ranch outside the city. Max and I on the other hand, went to another walking tour. The history tour was decent, and the guide explained why the exchange rate was fucked up (something to do with the 2002 financial crisis in Argentina and sovereign bonds). We also visited the Eva Perron museum and the old guy who owned the place got emotional explaining the history of Perronism. Everyone just stared blankly at his face and after the guide translated whatever he said in English, they went “Ooooohhh”.
Boarded the plane at 1900 hrs, and we left for Lima, Peru.
Review of Argentina
Food: 5/10 – Almost the same as European food. The meat was tough and not to my liking
Attractions: 6/10 – You can probably finish everything in 3 days. Tango shows are a shamWeather: 7/10 – The weather in Summer isn’t as bad as Singapore, but it was still hot.
About the Hostel
Hostel Suites Florida is a nice place. Costs about 14 USD per night per pax, has a nice lobby with internet and computers to use. Itś located right in the middle of everything so it is quite convenient to move around the city. We had a nice 4 beds room with an attached toilet (which includes an ass washer, something rare for hostels).
About Currency
The exchange system is screwed up. The official XE.com rate is 1 USD for 4.86 pesos. The bank charges 1 USD for 4.84 pesos, the hostel allows us to book at a 1 USD for 5 peso rate, and some shops even offer 1 USD for 6 pesos. The black market rate is 1 USD for 6.3 or 7 pesos. We decided to play it safe so we just went to the bank.
11 Dec
Cabbed to GRU airport early in the morning and took the flight to Buenos Aires at 0700 hrs. Upon arriving at the hostel, a tour guide (Mirana) approached us and informed us about a free walking tour (tip-based) so we just went along and toured the areas of La Boca (Colourful buildings, filled with immigrants) and San Telmo.
At the end of the tour, Mirana told us about the Ecological Reserve and said that it was a nice place to visit. So we did, but all we saw was a bunch of grass and a long stone-path around the perimeters of the Eco Reserve. Really boring place. We went for dinner at some random restaurant at 1900 hrs and it was almost empty. Apparently the Argentinians eat at 2000-2200 hrs. I thought the steak wasnt really nice. Booked some stuff for the following days and had a long 10hour rest.
12 Dec
We went for the North Bike Tour (34 usd) in the morning which lasted for 4 hours. The group was really small with only 3 of us and a Swiss guy named Marco. We visited the areas of Recoleta and Palermo, including the Recoleta Cemetery where Eva Perronś remains are kept. I would say that it was an interesting experience since cycling in the city was certainly a very different experience as opposed to walking tours where we couldnt cover too much area.
After the tour, we went for lunch with Marco. He was studying in Hawaii before he came down to Argentina for a quick holiday. Justin went back to rest while Max and I visited the shopping centre.
At night we went for the Tango show (70 usd), which includes a short Tango Lesson involving mostly basic footwork, a decent 3 course dinner (Appetizer, Main and Dessert) and a show which only had like 35% Tango dancing and 65% singing and other performances. That was fine, because I cannot imagine watching dancing for 3 hours straight. Max, being the typical pervert that he is, kept making comments about the performers´ huge tits.
This is my pokerstars graph.
Total Winnings: 4000$ RB + 17750$ Stars + 1300$ FTP – 2000 SGD Live
= ~21k. Not bad for around 90hours of work.
I was almost about to break past the 20k mark once again on Stars but had a bad -2k session yesterday. And I ran below EV again this month. Don’t think I was exceptionally unlucky or lucky though. I just felt that I got into good spots vs fish really often.
[U]Stars results by stakes[/U]
NL500: 16k
NL200: 4k
NL100: -2k
I still have 8 hours left of grinding at Stars. And I am going to activate my Deal Me In bonus tomorrow, so that’s another 500$ to clear (I think I need 10+ hours). 2 more exam papers to go, and then I’ll have my long awaited break.
I’m feeling a little unmotivated these days but decided to play 3 hours today. Booked a nice +$3300 win.
1) I was a little afraid of KK/AA being played this way but I think it just didn’t make any sense and I also saw him spazz once so I just made the call without much hesitation.
Poker Stars $2.50/$5 No Limit Hold’em – 6 players – View hand 1999549
DeucesCracked Poker Videos Hand History Converter
BTN: $945.80
SB: $141.17
BB: $1846.50
UTG: $713.39
MP: $294.32
Hero (CO): $1038.41
Pre Flop: ($7.50) Hero is CO with J
J
2 folds, Hero raises to $10, 2 folds, BB raises to $35, Hero calls $25
Flop: ($72.50) 6 2 T (2 players)
BB bets $40, Hero calls $40
Turn: ($152.50) 6
(2 players)
BB bets $90, Hero calls $90
River: ($332.50) 8
(2 players)
BB checks, Hero bets $200, BB raises to $1681.50 all in, Hero calls $673.41 all in
Final Pot: $2079.32
BB shows 5 5 (two pair, Sixes and Fives)
Hero shows J J (two pair, Jacks and Sixes)
Hero wins $2076.52
(Rake: $2.80)
2)
Poker Stars $1/$2 No Limit Hold’em – 6 players – View hand 1999551
DeucesCracked Poker Videos Hand History Converter
Hero (BTN): $749.03
SB: $460.67
BB: $174.17
UTG: $200.00
MP: $103.00
CO: $528.06
Pre Flop: ($3.00) Hero is BTN with A A
3 folds, Hero raises to $4, SB raises to $16, 1 fold, Hero raises to $33, SB raises to $78.60, Hero raises to $124.20, SB calls $45.60
Flop: ($250.40) 8 7 K (2 players)
SB checks, Hero bets $90, SB raises to $299.32, Hero raises to $508.64, SB calls $37.15 all in
Turn: ($923.34) 2 (2 players – 1 is all in)
River: ($923.34) Q (2 players – 1 is all in)
Final Pot: $923.34
Hero shows A A (a pair of Aces)
SB shows 9 T (high card King)
Hero wins $920.54
(Rake: $2.80)
3) I think he reps super narrow, I block KTs and I thought he would raise the Turn sometimes with JJ/QQ and also I didn’t think he has too many 99. I think it’s not a good call at all cos I am not cbetting Flop 100% of the time. At the same time I’m not sure how often he bluff raises River vs my pot size bet.
Poker Stars $2.50/$5 No Limit Hold’em – 6 players – View hand 1999552
DeucesCracked Poker Videos Hand History Converter
BTN: $687.31
SB: $521.49
BB: $1144.23
Hero (UTG): $967.62
MP: $709.38
CO: $767.57
Pre Flop: ($7.50) Hero is UTG with K K
Hero raises to $12.50, 2 folds, BTN calls $12.50, 2 folds
Flop: ($32.50) J 3 Q (2 players)
Hero bets $20, BTN calls $20
Turn: ($72.50) 9 (2 players)
Hero bets $50, BTN calls $50
River: ($172.50) 3 (2 players)
Hero bets $169.70, BTN raises to $604.81 all in, Hero calls $435.11
Final Pot: $1382.12
BTN shows 9 9 (a full house, Nines full of Threes)
Hero shows K K (two pair, Kings and Threes)
BTN wins $1379.32
(Rake: $2.80)
4) Squeezed some fish and I wasn’t sure if it was the best play. I did suspect that he could have JJ but he could also have 77-99.
Poker Stars $1/$2 No Limit Hold’em – 6 players – View hand 1999553
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BTN: $152.52
SB: $237.24
Hero (BB): $512.32
UTG: $287.05
MP: $377.12
CO: $372.17
Pre Flop: ($3.00) Hero is BB with T T
3 folds, BTN raises to $8, SB calls $7, Hero raises to $29, BTN calls $21, SB calls $21
Flop: ($87.00) 5 3 2 (3 players)
SB checks, Hero bets $44, BTN raises to $123.52 all in, SB folds, Hero calls $79.52
Turn: ($334.04) Q (2 players – 1 is all in)
River: ($334.04) 2 (2 players – 1 is all in)
Final Pot: $334.04
BTN shows J J (two pair, Jacks and Deuces)
Hero shows T T (two pair, Tens and Deuces)
BTN wins $331.24
(Rake: $2.80)
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