This place is bizarre. Emphasis on the "Experience" part of Fremont Street. Arrived to see the ceiling playing a movie about CG aliens allegedly attacking Planet Earth. But thank the heavens, Vegas is still standing.
Walking down the street, was accosted by a George Bush impersonator who said my boyfriend looked like Kid Rock (eww) and smelled cannibus all over. Wouldn't be surprised if I could also have scored some crack somewhere around here.
The yard-long drinks that places purported to sell for cheap seemed to just be gimmicky, non-alcoholic slushies.
Spent about 30 minutes here before asking myself what was going wrong with my life, and leaving for the Forum shops at Caesar's-- a little bit of designer fashion to wash off the filth of Downtown Vegas. Ew.
Park at Binion's-- the parking validation machine is right by the cashiers. Yay. Free parking.