This is an old, run down hotel and casino on the wrong side of the tracks in Vegas even though it is right on Fremont Street. Its the kind of place where everyone looks like they are down on their luck and down to their last dime. The only reason we stayed here was because we couldn't find anything else online at 1:00 a.m. while traveling back from L.A. to Salt Lake City.
The rooms are tiny, old, and even the non-smoking rooms have absorbed the foul casino smoky smells from years of having it seep through the walls and having it tracked in by guests. The blankets were worn and filled with cigarette burn holes.
I wouldn't stay at this hotel again even if I had the room comped to me. You have been warned!