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People are packed in like sardines. I dislike using generic similes, but unfortunately this phrase is a scarily accurate description of the club. The entire expanse of the gigantic venue has people PACKED IN LIKE SARDINES. Or cattle.
Between the lounge room, the huge central area, Tao Beach and the dance floor on the first floor, traffic control is a pain in the rear. To get to the bathroom, you have to go out the door, down the hall, past the bar, up the stairs. To get to the exit, you have to go down the stairs, around the corner, down some more stairs, jostle past random dancing hos, past the line and out the door.
When requesting for bottle service, you get a condescending "Sweetie, this is Tao on a holiday weekend you're looking at a 3-4 bottle minimum." A table would have redeemed it all, I wanted one so bad. Unfortunately, a group rolling 5 deep and saddled with a $2000 bill does not equal acceptable!
I hate Tao!!
PS. Drinks at the bar are CHEAP!! $12 for anything you can name: Bellini, Grey Goose/Cran, Jack/Coke, dirty martini.
For bottle service, the cheapest offering is Ketel One Vodka for $450, which is about $75 more than the average club price.
Hotel guests have priority at the door. The organization of entrance policy should be considered an art form.
If you avoid the main room with the capacity problem, it should be a decent night. That, or getting your own table.
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