If I keep adding “Vegas blog” to all my titles, maybe I will start ranking in Google as a Las Vegas blog! Good morning Las Vegas day fourteen! I am awake at Bellagio. I apparently wrote “I HATE MYSELF” in my notes. YAY.
I am awake at 7:30, which kind of sucks because I wanted to see the fountains as the sun was rising. But I have now missed that. Even with sleeping with the drapes open. Oh well.
Here is a photo from last night:
I also have a video of the fountains. Yes, there is a channel that plays the music in the room. No, it was not working during my stay.
I have a reservation at Sadelles at 9:30. Lackluster as always. I want to be a person who loves this restaurant. I just don’t see it happening though. I should probably stop coming here but my dining credit is usually $50 and it is slim pickings for getting 2 meals in under $50. Have I mentioned I am a cheap fuck? I am a cheap fuck.
I ended up caving and walking through the Bellagio Conservatory.
I lost $20 on Cleopatra Keno. Moved to MY Buffalo slot machine. The first spin gets me $177.33. I put it all back in. Loser.
I get to the room at 10:49 to pack and move to Cosmopolitan. I do this in the 11 minutes I allotted myself.
I walked over to Cosmopolitan. It is not a far walk at all, but a bit ridiculous because I have to first walk from Bellagio to the Strip. Then into Cosmopolitan where I now have to walk to the far back. I wish they had mobile check in.
I ask to pay for an upgrade to fountain view. I am told I have 2 upgrades for the price of one. One to fountain view and one to a Japanese tub room. I don’t think the Japanese tub is an upgrade. It is a downgrade because if I tried going near it, it would murder me. Which is unfortunate since the view from it is pretty sweet.
I am given room 6396 in the Boulevard Tower. It is glorious. Look at that fucking view.
I have had this similar room a few times and if you have stayed at Cosmopolitan, you have too.
I absolutely love these rooms. I love Las Vegas. I love the desert sky. I love how it goes from clear blue, to navy and then to black.
After doing the thing where I drop off my bag, put my dog in his bed and sit on the balcony soaking in the view, it is time to go! I take an Uber to Treasure Island. I am checking in here, but not staying, to use $100 in free play. I really like this place, I do. But the machines don’t like me. So I figure if I keep burning them, they will stop sending me offers and I will stop going here and losing all my money.
Flash forward a few months, my free play has dropped to $75 and my offers no longer include weekends. I am kind of regretful because I do really like everything here except most of the machines. I do love their Ultimate X though. I am going to win them back.
I get room 36032. It is a bit smaller than rooms I have had before, but with a way better view than I have gotten in the past. Even with that burning fireball sun.
I ran my $100 free play though an Ultimate X video poker machine and got it up to $100 cash. I have no photos of anything, so damned if I know how.
I went to CVS to get some snacks for my room back at Cosmopolitan. They were out of a lot of things, which is both odd and annoying.
I went completely degenerate on my way out of Treasure Island. WONDERFUL. I lost all my cash YAY.
I took an Uber back to Cosmopolitan. I grabbed $200 and went to the casino. Half the casino is closed off. I don’t know what they are doing but huge sections are completely roped off and the machines are off. I cannot find anything to play. I need to play. Nothing to play. LET ME PLAY.
The only Ultimate X video poker machine turned on is the one with the broken card reader. Fuck this, I won’t play then.
I got Secret Pizza for the first time ever. The white pizza is fantastic. The regular pizza is just okay. I ended up taking a can of Diet Pepsi from the minibar, who the hell knows why. It was $7. Wasn’t I just at a CVS?
Sigh, calling it a night. Which may sound lame. But look at my view! This is my view. I am sitting outside on my balcony in the cool desert air, looking at this view.
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