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| - This 5 Star Review of a 3 Star Resort relates to the 1500 X3 Suite at Mandalay Bay.
I recommend the room. It's a complete drag at 6 AM when you're about as far South on the Strip as you can get and then you have to make the long walk of shame to the very end of the hallway depending on what floor you're on (these suites are the last door down the corridor/dead center), but the room is expansive and really nice if you and two of your former college slobs want to set up camp inside one area. Security was even nice enough to escort one of the slobs back to the room twice in a 24 hour span as he completely went down the wrong wing and beat the hell out of the door of some poor, unsuspecting hotel guest(s).
No penalty or slap on the wrist for his stupidity (I was very concerned as I spoke with them as I opened the door to this 1400 square foot palace), just the look in the eyes of all four security guards pleading for me to hog-tie him.
Anywho, two bedrooms. One has two queen beds. Both have expansive bathrooms with jet tubs if you're into soaking in suds. One fridge stocked (which stunk because Andy McDrunky took a 16 ounce bottle of Pierre Lucroix Chablis and drank it...$27). One fridge unstocked. A CD stereo in the main quarters (bring an auxiliary cable to connect your ipod and you'll be fine. I listened to the main theme from 'My Bodyguard' by Dave Grusin a dozen times).
I give this 3 out of 5 stars because I found two things inconceivable in this day and age.
1) When you drop X amount of dollars on a room (in this case, X denotes a grand over two nights), you should be able to check in at 2 PM.
I arrived at McCarran at 8:30 AM and even though the city monitors knew that I was going to be sinking their little jewel even further into recession, I waited to check in at a reasonable time. When the trainee at the registration desk told me the room was ready but unavailable for two hours, I had steam spouting out of my ears. I nearly went Lee Van Cleef on all of the beige coats, there.
I didn't make a scene. I was calm, cool, collected despite being absolutely lit to the gills...but it's honestly unacceptable to drop that amount of USD on a room and not have it available in the afternoon.
2) Not necessarily directed at the Mandalay Bay, but MGM resorts, in general. It's flat out RIDICULOUS that their MLife Rewards Program doesn't give you an ounce of credit when you step up to the Sportsbook window, confidence seeping out of your pores and throw down a couple grand in wagers. Say whah?? Whah happened?
You sit your conservative tooshy down at a $5 Blackjack table and give the dealer $50 for chips and they'll take your goofy little Rewards card. You play like a man at the window, bettin' the Kent State Golden Flashes gettin' 14 @ Rutgers and they won't take it...even if you bet a measly $50, let alone a couple grand. What the hell is that??
I should get the prettiest little Asian Pacific shorty the resort employs to come upstairs and drink some Jorge LaCroix Chablisand listen to a little dave Grusin with me for that kind of coin, but they just won't do it.
Don't think I can stay at an MGM Resort again due to these ridiculous policies.
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