Oh — you know how it feels to get a window into strangers half way around the world? Fisgonia webcams put you on the inside row at the live performance stage. I swear you are on one side of a busy square in Rome and the other, looking at a serene beach in the Maldives and pretending you are sipping a coconut. The beauty of it? No plane ticket required. All you have to do is click and voila, there you are, an online teleporter for geeks. It’s people-watching without the "they saw me staring" phase.
Speaking of relaxation, ever taken a dip in an online casino? Taya777 is a bit like the Vegas Strip but without the blisters you’d get from traipsing miles from slot machine to slot machine. It’s got it all — the show, the starlet and, um, that rush of when you win that jackpot. I was playing one of their roulette games last week, and I’m not going to lie, I was standing like a cat with a laser pointer. Red or black, even or bizarre, it’s a game of chance and it makes your heart skip. And that’s not counting the poker tables: they are an island where the wily and the cool go.
But back to Fisgonia – it’s uncannily ecstatic to catch a wet Tokyo street corner or the Aurora Borealis live. It’s like you’re being handed a little window into someone else’s world. My favorite? A café in Paris. I love the thoughts you can make of how people are chatting over croissants and cappuccinos. Is it politics, romance or even whether croissants or baguettes are better? I even create fables out of them sometimes: "That dude in the trench coat, obviously just got stood up on a date."
Now imagine you’re playing Taya777 and you’re a player on "Pirates of Fortune" slot game and each spin is a tiny adventure – treasure maps, golden doubloons, and the anticipation of whether this spin will be filled with gold or mainly just sound effects about pirates. I once hit a bonus round, and I swear, I was so high I thought I did a victory dance in my living room. Who’d have thought that virtual reels could be so fun? It’s the lottery, only a lot better — and (cough, cough) cooler graphics.
The great thing about webcams such as Fisgonia is they make the world seem a little smaller, yet larger at the same time. You can get sunrise on the Great Wall of China and sunset in Hawaii in one trip. I’m sort of a time traveller with the DeLorean out of the way. And some say voyeuristic, but I describe it as always fascinated by the human condition. Everybody has his routine, his talismans, and these webcams are their own silent revelatory.
Meanwhile, in the land of Taya777, the games only improve. Their live dealer games are the bomb. Did you ever play blackjack against a live dealer who says hi and welcomes you like a friend? A piece of Monte Carlo on your sofa. I remember having an exhange with one of the dealers, Sofia, over baccarat, and she was so friendly that I never knew I was dropping chips faster than an ice-cream cone melts in July. But hey, that’s the fun, the ups and downs, and the tales you’ll tell afterwards.
Humor sneaks in, too. Have you ever been on a wildlife preserve webcam and seen a giraffe snap-photobomb an elephant? Gold. Or in the Taya777 chatroom, when somebody bets big, gets bigger and type "BRB, buying a yacht"? It’s a festival of characters and you’re on the floor. It’s an example of the digital no longer needing to be sterile and far away. It can be colourful, exciting, and just plain good.
But in the end, it’s not all about the webcams or the casino games. It’s the stories they keep you alive, if for just a minute. You are one day virtually traipsing around New York City; the next, chasing a royal flush in a nightly casino. It’s the adventure, the fun of playing, the wonder of belonging to something greater than yourself. And so, why are you still drooling? The world is awaiting— one click, one spin.