Thursday, January 9, 2014

We Took a Gamble in Vegas

For Christmas this year went to a family reunion in San Diego. There was no way we were doing that all in one day with Zach so we decided to stop in Las Vegas for the night. I made a bid on Priceline Negotiator, which I've normally been very happy with. The rules are, you name your price and how many stars you want in your hotel (Best Western, Ramada and the like are 2 stars, Fairfeilds and the like are 3 stars, and you get the idea). So I asked for a 2 star hotel for $25 in Las Vegas. My bid was accepted by the Las Vegas Hotel and Casino. We were disappointed because there was no free breakfast, but we were even more disappointed when we arrived.

The parking lot was on the opposite side of the lobby, so we had to walk all the way through a huge hotel at 11:00 at night. Check in took 45 minutes. And when we got to our room, it was filthy. Hands down the worst hotel I've ever stayed in. (Unless my parents had us stay somewhere nasty when I was little, but thankfully their days of crappy hotel stays are long gone. I do remember one Super 8 we stayed in during an east coast trip. My parents made me sleep on the floor and I laid there wondering if a roach was going to crawl across my face.)

Exhibit A: The carpets. Stains everywhere.


Exhibit B: The already opened complementary shampoo and lotion. Note the hair on the shampoo bottle.

Exhibit C: The broken TV. When we walked into our room I noticed the TV was unplugged but didn't think much of it since we were heading straight to bed. In the morning we plugged the TV in and the remote wouldn't turn on the TV. Naturally, I used the on button on the TV itself. All we got was static on every channel. We then tried to turn off the TV but the remote or the button on the TV would not turn it off! Then I realized why the TV was unplugged. We decided this was alright because all we wanted to do was leave.

This hotel was offensive. In fact, it turned me off from ever wanting to go to Las Vegas again. Not that the desire was ever very strong, but now I hate the place. I will be calling to get my money back if I can remember.

1 comment:

Jon said...

I remember the gross Super 8 in Rhode Island. I don't remember having you sleep on the floor, though. Must have been your choice.

Dad