Awesome, old-school, dimly lit, hokey-as-hell floating Egyptian "barge" in the bowels of Caesars. One half is a dark little bar area with cheesy black vinyl seats and fake wood tables, full of hookers and dirty conventioneers. The other half is the "nightclub," a Disneyland-meets-bordello-chic mishmash of Arabian nights and Pirates of the Carribbean. AWESOME! The waitresses wear harem-girl outfits and the dancefloor actually rocks (literally; it is floating on water) when the crowd gets going. Speaking of the crowd: upper-middle-class, upper-middle-aged foreigners and old-schoolers getting soused on Tom Collinses and Cutty Sark. In my opinion, WAY cooler atmo and much better people watching than any other bar/nightclub in town. Why go to Pure and be raped from the minute you walk up to the door, when you can be gently seduced at this suave, swanky joint?!?! Ten thumbs up! Twelve stars! A+++