Never again.
Every time I come to Vegas, I'm always eager to go to the clubs. After this experience, not so much.
Why this club? My roommate wanted to come here.
Why did I dislike it? One, it's 2 AM and we're still charged a cover? Bleh. $20 down the drain. Two, men don't understand the term "Personal Space." Seriously? I was already upset by the cover (it wasn't my choice to come here), and so all I wanted to do was just relax, get my feet moving a little on the dance floor, but NO. Creepy guys of all ages just circle around me and just won't leave me alone. Frustrating!
The okay part, I got a few drinks out of a friendly older gentlemen that just wanted some company at the bar.
Next time I'm sticking to my familiar small lounge/ bars & perhaps not such a hyped up night club.
Side note: If you're throwing up in the bathroom, the staff will kick you out. The girl next to me was being hounded by the staff to unlock the bathroom door so they could kick her out. Whoa.