Why didn't I check in with Yelp before boarding this hell bus?
Why did I think a shuttle "service" (service used lightly) that added us as an afterthought, would be legitimate?
Why did the driver (again used in the loosest sense of the word) make us yell and scream and shout cheers for Vegas before she would leave?
Did I mention she held us hostage while she walked around the front of a casino drop-off looking for change for a $20? Yup, she took her sweet time and asked a few people if they had change and wouldn't drive until she found it.
What started off bad quickly got worse, after we realized that we would be the last drop off of the night. Each drop took approximately 15 MINUTES, which is sheer madness.
My boyfriend and I debated on which level of hell we were on, undecided between 7 and 8.
Finally, after 45 minutes and only 2 stops, we jumped off with some lucky fools who happened to be next and took a cab to our hotel.
Money spent? BEST EVER.
Bell Trans? NEVER EVER AGAIN.