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| - Was here for a conference...and though I don't gamble, the casino floor seemed standard enough. The location is good, to be sure. The shopping mall is interesting. The meeting rooms were...well...adequate.
The room, though? HORRIBLE!
My room was had memorabilia from Val Kilmer's "The Saint." Wow. Some bad blown up photographs, a Nokia Communicator, and a couple of pocket knives/lock pick sets that Fat Val, himself, might have actually touched! Not impressed. It overlooked the rear of the casino/away from the strip, so though I was on the 9th floor, I had a nice view of a rooftop.
When I got in the room, I opened the door to access the drawers. Kerchunk. The hinges were loose and the door hung down at an angle. Ah, well. I'll call that in. I'd been traveling for 12 hours and had to use the bathroom.
No ventilation in the bathroom...so as I did my business, I did a courtesy flush. Finished, used some toilet paper to wipe and reached for the toilet handle...ka-klink...ka-klink. It offered no resistance. So, now, I'm in a smelly bathroom and I didn't want to have to call maintenance, but after lifting the lid and determining the problem was the fill valve/water supply (and making sure it was on), I had no choice. They responded quickly, but were unable to effect more than a temporary half-fix. For the rest of my stay, I just had to plan my flushes, as it took very long to refill.
Okay...off to get a workout. Where's the gym? Check the hotel guide...no mention of it. However, if you read their comprehensive spa book, you'll MAYBE find reference to it and the per use fee. Seriously? Okay...I'm in a hotel and I don't like taking elevators, anyway. Time to find the stairs. Down from the ninth floor, and it was getting obvious they don't clean their stairwells/check them too often. Trash...beer bottle...condom wrapper...used condom...got down to the third floor and the stair well turned into a corridor. Down the corridor to find more liquor bottles and an alarmed door at the end...and human feces where somebody squatted and crapped on the wall near the floor. Nice little pile there.
Outta here. Back up a couple of flights to catch the elevator. Got outside for some exercise. Came back. Shower stall...gross. Is that just mismatched grout or is it dirty? Some of both. There was a large crack in the tile and water had seeped through it, loosening the wallpaper near the door. Looked TERRIBLE. Come on, guys...at least caulk the crack, reattach the paper, and throw a new bead of white caulk on the outside!
Insufficient wall outlets and crappy 1970's clock radio made this room unforgettable (unfortunately). At least the TV worked.
Gordon Ramsay's BurGR restaurant made up for it some, at least.
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