“We come here to go to shows, spend money at the restaurants, spend a lot on rooms and at the tables, and tip well. This feels like extortion.” They “used” to like coming to Vegas.
The only bad thing – if you want to call it bad – is that I still haven’t quite accepted the fact that I’m not the aspiring HGTV star that I think I am.
We – the locals – were spared having to pay the fees until December 29, when, according to the thought processes of the MGM Illuminati, locals would pay, too, therefore increasing their revenues by – get this! – millions. Hahahaha! Delusional!
My recommendation? There are lots of other properties in town that don't charge for parking because they already know and appreciate that you're supporting their businesses by paying for rooms, gaming, shows, events, food, shopping, and more. MGM just wants a pound more flesh.
You know those movies that have the slow-motion scenes when something horrible is about to happen?
The bikes were awesome although I admit to being a motorcycle coward.
Sorry my fellow Americans, but with few exceptions (New York City, Hollywood, Miami, Chicago, for instance) we've pretty much got iconic sexy down.
There is absolutely no vestige of the iconic casino that used to be in this place. From the outside walls to the inside casino, everything has been completely redone.
They are always amazed as I text (using Siri and hands free – I practice safe text) things such as “I can’t believe the traffic on Flamingo! I’m stuck here at Caesar’s Palace!”