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| - I will never take cabs in Vegas again. I used their airport service. Notice I left out the word "shuttle". It is no shuttle service. All shuttle services should be like this. After a snafu at the initial driver location, it was, totally, my fault. I was expecting to see the driver right after we got off the escalators. Of course, he was waiting by the luggage carrousel. To help us with our bags. Duh. But we only had carry ons. It didn't matter. Our driver, "Chris" is awesome. He's a good dude. I'm an OG. OGs know. He stopped off at the CVS for us. We talked sports. He taught me a couple things I'd always suspected, but he had actual knowledge. I *knew* it. He gave me his card with his personal number. If you can swing it, it is the only way to get to The Strip hassle free and actually enjoy the ride. So impressed was I, I called him the next day to see if I could book him for the day. Note this professionalism he displayed: at 9 am, not only did he answer his phone, he was off and wasn't scheduled to work until 2:00 the next morning. I can pick up when someone takes pride in their job vs someone just on the job. Chris, explained that he'd like to help but there would be a scheduling issue. He then gave me the name of the supervisor to talk to. I'm thinking this would insure that I got a top notch driver. She supervisor he mentioned wasn't there, but I did get a supervisor and he explained my options and was very helpful. He set me up with a 6 passenger brand new Chrysler 300. My Driver, I hope I get his name right, Mafis. I call him My driver because throughout the entire 11 hours, he was courteous, accommodating, and always, always, professional. I felt like, if I had a personal daily driver, it would be him. He took us everywhere. Even to the Erotic Heritage Mueseum like boss. The champagne and water were appreciated. Check this out. We drank the whole bottle of champagne. We got dropped off at our hotel for an hour or so. When when Mafis picked us up to head back out, the whole bar, including more ice, was restocked. Sold. Presidential is now my limo company and is now part of my Vegas weekend budget. Don't cheat yourself, treat yourself. You will not be disappointed. Worth the very fat tip you should leave them.
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