If you're not completely unfortunate looking and know a few people at Vegas clubs or know someone who knows someone...there's no waiting, no cover charge. You just wave pretty at the people waiting in the ginormous line and walk on through.
Rave music ain't my thang...but I learned to deal with it. I mean the bachelorette was loving it and entertaining us with her funky moves so how could I complain? It was hilarious.
I'm actually not much of a clubber. I don't like dark crowded places where people are stepping on my feet and rubbing up against me when they walk by. I still have a huge bruise on top of my right foot cuz some clutz stepped on it. It hurt so bad...I wanted to sock that fool. But I'm classy remember? Kekeke. Anyway, I feel old when I go to these places. But I made the best of it. Got my drink on. Shots of Patron all night baby~!! And we got hooked up pretty fat from all the bartenders because we had a cool girl with us who knew everyone and their mamas at Rain.
This club is kinda crazy...I saw foam, which I guess was supposed to be snow, coming down from the ceiling. Then I saw a cirque du soleil-esque show with fire above the dance floor. And lots of crazy looking characters all over the club. A bit creepy.
The best part about this club was that we didn't have to wait in line, we didn't have to pay a cover, we got to drink in the VIP section where the bar wasn't crowded, the bartenders hooked us up, the free cirque du soleil-esque show, oh and hardly any lines for the girls restroom. Music here...I could live without. The crowd...I could live without. So unless...I get hooked up here all the time here like my last visit...I don't think I'll be going back.