Viva Las BAcon! The Luxor Casino and Hotel
- Viva Las BACon! The second spin of the roulette wheel
- Heading to Birmingham Airport, EI277 Birmingham Airport – Dublin Airport
- HOTEL: Bewleys Hotel, Dublin Airport
- The DAA Lounge, Dublin Airport
- BA831 Dublin Airport – London Heathrow Terminal 1
- An Easy Heathrow Transit and the British Airways Galleries First Lounge
- BA295 London Heathrow Terminal 5 to Chicago O’Hare International
- Tick Tock, Tick Tock – an express connection in Chicago
- AA55 Chicago O’Hare International T3 to Las Vegas McCarran International
- HOTEL: MGM Grand
- HOTEL: Mandalay Bay and BAcon
- One Time Exception: The High Roller
- HOTEL: Luxor
- One Time Exception: A Nighttime walk down an every changing strip
- Back to McCarran Airport, The American Express Centurion Lounge
- AA1239 Las Vegas McCarran International – Dallas Fort Worth
- A quick rush across Dallas Fort Worth
- AA78 Dallas Fort Worth – London Heathrow Terminal 3
- Transit again, The British Airways Terminal 1 Domestic Lounge
- BA831 London Heathrow Terminal 1 – Dublin Airport
- Irish Transit, The Aer Lingus Gold Circle Lounge
- EI276 Dublin Airport to Birmingham Airport
- Another lovely slice of BAcon
With BAcon over and a lot of discussions done and dusted, it was my turn to head away from the Mandalay Bay, and head to the hotel next door – The Luxor.
Hotel: The Luxor:
Price Paid: $50 or so via Hyatt.com
First impressions when I got there weren’t that bad – certainly it has a unique look amongst the Las Vegas hotels with the pyramid shaped main building.
Check in was expedited thanks to Will Run For Miles, who slipped me into the elite check-in queue (otherwise, it was another Las Vegas 20 minute wait to check in).
With the keys issued, and all the paperwork done, I thanked Will Run for Miles it was time to head up stairs into what the they call “inclinators”. Or what I’d call very rattley.
I was on the 19th floor – which in principle is great because you get great views of the atrium. However, the room I was at was at the opposite diagonal side of elevators. Not a happy bunny. Although it does fit in to my theory that Las Vegas exists to exercise when not partying.
Hmm. Those towels were day for 2 days on the trot.
Reaching my room, I entered. And the first thing that hit me was the smell of smoke.
Thankfully, the smell didn’t linger (or I didn’t notice it after a while – I suspect the latter
Sadly, the air conditioning in the room wasn’t particularly great… which for Las Vegas is a requirement to have industrial cold settings. This was more of a gnat wheezing and rattling. Not pleasant.
The view was good at least.
Closet – Home of the non-working Cable Modem. I’ll get onto that in a second.
Meanwhile, the bathroom was reasonable, if it was the first time this trip I’ve spotted a shower-only room.
Ok… I like the soap – I’ll give you that.
I actually wanted to get some stuff done before heading out to the strip – so I checked out the Internet access. And we now head into joke territory with this hotel. Firstly, WiFi is only in the public areas (although free to access), and the wired access simply didn’t work at all.
Now, I’m sad enough to work in the Technical Support Industry, and rather than look like a fool, I decided to self diagnose before whining at the front desk. And surprise the cable modem was off.
It’s as almost as if they didn’t want me to work.
I went out, reporting the issue to reception – and pondered on it as I walked down the strip. Later on, when I got back the cable modem had been switched on, but could my laptop pick up an IP addresses that made any sense (it was picking up an internal 169.254.0.0 address… I tried a few of tricks, but I couldn’t get an external IP facing address that worked).
In the end – I gave up and just used the mobile phone. Vodafone roaming in the end was semi useful sadly.
I woke up and spent the morning finishing repacking for everything that was due to head back to the UK, and bagged up, leaving the hotel behind.
I decided to check out with a person who asked how my stay was… and explaining the issues I had, the resort fee was wiped off the bill.
With that done, I spent some time doing little things in the area, and headed for baggage pickup… and the out – glad to be gone of the place.
Only in Las Vegas.
Overall: I don’t do this at all normally, but I’m making an exception to my normal trip reports here. The lack of Internet access, the room stinking of old smoke, and the lack of care in the hotel, and can be summed up in one single word:
Next up: A Night Time Walk down the Las Vegas Strip
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