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| - I been to LV a lot in my 30+ years of life, and I've stayed in many a hotel/resort. From high end, to with the fam bam (they live in LV). On the strip and off. The Desert Rose lives up to its namesake, it truly is a rose in the middle of the desert.
Let me just say up front, I'm a Shell Vacation Homeowner, and the DR is one of the properties that I have access to, so price, well let's say I'm in good standing.
The wifey and I took a friend to LV for his first ever trip to LV over the Turkey Day weekend. We spend it with my family, but to be honest, I really don't like staying with the fam bam at their house (too much incense burning all the time). So I decided to utilize my benefits for the first time.
Check-in was a breeze...we got complementary breakfast delivered every morning (nothing huge, but it was nice) with juice, milk or coffee, in addition to the continental that they serve in the lobby in the mornings. I was given a parking pass to park in the lot so my car wouldn't get towed, and parking was right next to the room (bonus!).
We had a wonderful corner two bedroom suite so we really didn't have to worry too much about noise from the other rooms, and with two full baths, it was a definite plus. A full kitchen with bowels, pots and silverware at our disposal as well as some complimentary teas and coffees for brewing.
The room was cleaned everyday and the place was free of any creepy crawlies. Beds and rooms were perfect for the three of us, and as an added bonus, we got use of there "gym" and got to see the pool (dead of winter...not swimming. Don't care that the pool is heated....the air when I get out isn't! The gym wasn't great (it's not a 24 hour or anything) but it got the job done.
As we walked throughout the resort (had to got to the front desk), everyone would stop whatever they were doing and greet us with a good whatever, and ask it everything was ok. That's just never happened in any of the other places I've stayed.
So, am I a fan? Yes.
This place was perfect for me...close enough to the Strip that I could walk, but far enough away that I don't have to hear the Strip.
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