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| - To think I used to love you, Encore.
What was once an elegant and serene hotel has been completely overrun with trash. During my 30 minute wait to check in, drunk revelers from the Encore Beach Club wandered into the lobby and vomited on the floor. Shortly after, a pair of tacky girls got into a loud shouting match. I felt like I was checking into Circus Circus.
Then, at 4am, some drunk girl started banging on the door across the hall, screaming about her phone for 30 minutes. And then she proceeded to repeat the performance every 20 minutes for the next 3.5 hours. I called security twice, but to no avail. I gave up trying to sleep at 5am. The hotel was nice enough to switch my room the next evening as those guests were going to be there for several more days.
On weekend nights, traveling between the Encore and the Wynn is nigh impossible, as a gauntlet of AXE body spray-scented douchebags clog the hallway, hoping to be granted access to the XS nightclub.
Rooms are starting to show their age and are getting a little shabby, with broken curtains and unresponsive buttons on the light controllers. Maid service is not very thorough. My husband put on one of the robes and found a previous guest's toothpaste in the pocket... do they not wash them between customers?!
With the deterioration in general service and security, coupled with the fact that this place has somehow started the attract the second rate Jersey Shore crowd, I will not be returning.
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