The view the view the view. That's what everyone says about this place. It was really easy to get into - i.e. no line. A lot of the people there on the inside dancing seemed older the night that we went. I kind of got this dirty old man vibe from the sausage party lining the corners of the dark inside area.
We made our way out to the legendary viewing deck. And it was smaller like a tiny apartment balcony. So tiny. Part of it was roped off to some VIP tables which made it seem probably smaller than it was.
The view is nice up there - if you are tall enough to see it over everyone's heads. People were clustered like beans in a can so tightly, trying to take so many pictures. There was barely any room. I'm just glad I was wearing 5 inch heels so I could actually see a bit. If you are a shorty, FORGET IT. You will see nothing unless you ride on someone's shoulders. Then you'd probably fall off the edge because there isn't much of anything besides a ledge up there. Don't do it. If you're drunk, you'll fall and it's high up.
We took a picture and left.