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| - "Hello, welcome to our dog and pony show. We're so happy to have you as clients, and we want to show our appreciation for your business. But we're too cheap to take you to see a Cirque Du Soleil show, even though there's a good one across the street at the MGM Grand. So we'll take you to what we think is a hip, hot, happenin' joint: Hyde!"
At least that's how I interpreted it.
It's an exclusive club, complete with a velvet rope; they don't let just anybody in, and it looks like you need to have a little dough to get in and imbibe. Once you're in, it has a high-class feel in its decor, furniture, and view of the fountains. Pretty good thick pizza and sliders. And drinks, of course, with more emphasis on the drinks than the food; I think that if I asked for a Coke, they'd give it to me with rum in it.
Not really my kind of venue. Our group had the back part reserved for our private party, with a clear view of the fountains dancing around to "In The Mood". I spent most of my time eating - well, I am on a seefood diet, y'know. The music was not so loud that we couldn't talk to each other, what a relief. I was disappointed that no one got up and danced; I was told that this happened after our party was over, and that it got a little weird.
I guess it's okay if it's your thing. No complaints about their prices, which I didn't check out; at least you get something for your money, which you won't in the casinos (remember, the house wins almost all the time). I won't be back, but that's just me.
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