The exterior, from afar, is spectacular in that kitchy, over-the-top Las Vegas way that I love. Beautiful. Especially at night.
The interior smells like a daycare about to be closed down by the state for unsanitary conditions. Along with that smell comes a multitude of Ritalin-deprived children and their corresponding overweight, fanny-pack sporting parents.
I'm sure without checking that the rooms are every bit as sweet as the casino area.
If this place had the best VP pay schedules in town, which it does not, I still would never set foot in it again.