Originally Posted by jaclynann

We will NEVER stay at that hotel again!

1. The light in our bathroom was almost nonexistent. I practically did my make-up in the dark.

2. The bed and pillows were horrible. My neck is fucked for at least a week.

3. A hotel security guard asked my friend (who is a local) for I.D. when she exited the elevators on Friday night. We were all up hanging out in Nader's room. On the way down Norm and I got off on our floor and my girlfriend went down by herself to leave. The security guard near the elevators, who was about three times her size, asked her for her I.D. She wasn't gambling or drinking, and she was dead sober. She is 28, and was dressed nicely. After he looked at her I.D. he told her she wasn't welcome there and to leave the hotel. He told her that he had to walk her to her car. He wouldn't tell her why. She called us crying and we immediately came down. The security guard refused to get us a manager. Finally we found one ourselves, who called another one. We talked to about six different staff members. They were all unable to tell us why she was questioned, embarrased or asked to leave. They barely even apologized. Fucking ridiculous. My friend comes to visit me as a guest, and a member of their security makes her cry.

4. Then, there is the cluster fuck to get into the pool. They send you from one end of the hotel to another to wait in line after line to wear a bracelet to go to the fucking pool? Whatever.

5. The entire hotel smells like ashtray and puke. At least other Vegas hotels try to be clean. They don't even seem to give a fuck at the Hard Rock.

6. The music at Body English sucks.

7. I went to the front desk to ask for a comment card, and they ran out. It figures.

The pool is fun, even though I probably have hepatitis from going in the water. Pink Taco has good food. Besides that, to hell with the whole place.