After spending Easter morning with our daughter and having dinner with extended family, hubby and I left for Vegas on a Sun Country flight out of Minneapolis. The flight was delayed by about an hour, which put us into Vegas at just before 7 p.m. Thankfully SC is one of the only remaining airlines that serves a hot sandwich on flight. It wasn’t gourmet . . . but it did keep us from becoming famished. After claiming our luggage we headed for the taxi queue . . . to find absolutely NO line.
Our plan for the evening was to venture downtown. I had some concerns about the remaining effects of the Grand Prix, so asked the cabbie how the race had impacted the traffic and whether downtown was now accessible. His English was very broken and he’d just come on duty . . . so really couldn’t offer much help.
We got to MGM quickly and easily ($12 plus tip). There were very short lines at check in, but a supervisor opened a new window for us, and we were assisted immediately. I had booked under the SDM026 promo code I found on this forum. I was a little nervous about it, since I had learned after the booking that this had been offered to serious casino players—that’s definitely NOT us. I was also a bit concerned about not having a room . . . what with other posts that had been made here. We are please to report that we had absolutely no problem.
Since our return flight was to be early evening on Wednesday, hubby asked about the possibility of a late check out. We were told that since our rate indicated we were casino players, we should contact VIP services . . . our clerk was sure they would accommodate us. He also commented on what a very good rate we had. Not wanting to call any attention to our rate and player club status (we are very low-end gamblers), we simply smiled, thanked him and left quietly for our room.
We had requested a room near the elevator and were told they had such rooms available only on the fifth floor . . . would that be OK? We said that would be fine. After getting our luggage situated in our room, we opened the drapes to check out our view . . . the roof of the casino. NYNY was in the background. Not much of a view . . . but that really didn’t matter to us. Having a shorter walk to our room far outweighed the poor view.
The room was spacious . . . newly decorated . . . with a pillow top king sized bed covered by a black and white down-filled duvet and an abundance of pillows. This was easily THE most comfortable hotel bed we’ve ever had. Simply marvelous! The room was clean . . . housekeeping came every day while we were at the pool. Absolutely no complaints.
After freshening up and unpacking a bit, we made our way back downstairs to catch a cab downtown. Again . . . no cab line . . . nice! We had a very chatty cabby who entertained us as he sped to our destination (and I mean that quite literally). We encountered no delays nor detours on our $17 (plus tip) trip downtown.
We strolled Fremont Street, stopping to listen to Carl Ferris wail away on his saxophones . . . watching the spray paint artist . . . and the finger painter. I picked up a painted spoon as a souvenir from the finger painter.
When we reached the Golden Gate, I decided the famous 99-cent shrimp cocktail would be a good snack. Hubby opted for a hotdog (he said it was good . . . I thought yuck . . .). This is a very good shrimp cocktail . . . especially for 99 cents. I must comment, however, that when it’s advertised as “spicy” cocktail sauce . . . they aren’t kidding! It definitely had a tang . . . horseradish, I believe. Hubby would NOT have enjoyed this . . . he was better off with the hotdog. There was a pianist entertaining in the lounge that serves these cocktails. It was a nice little pit stop.
Back out on Fremont Street, we listened to my favorite sax music some more and watched a light show (this never does much for either of us). Then decided it was time to check out the renovations at the Girls of Glitter Gulch establishment before calling it a night.
The renovations are substantial . . . both inside and out. The neon marquee has not changed, but the entrance and décor has been modernized, the booths and main stage have either been replaced or nicely upgraded, the lighting is funky (in a good way) and the girls are still fun. They now charge a $20/person cover, which includes one drink. Additional mixed drinks are $9 each. We were offered lap dances ranging from $30 on up—depending on the girl, length of dance and location of dance. It appeared that there were not as many couples at GGG this trip as there have been in the past . . . perhaps the cover charge is deterring some?
Our bodies were on Minnesota time, and we headed back to the MGM shortly before midnight ($19 plus tip).