Mirage to be sold to another operator, will no longer be MLife property

[redietz]

I heard that the nearby (now long gone) Ogden House was a real "gem."

LOL. I stayed there, too. Just once or twice. I believe, and I'm going on memory, that Ogden House was the spillover for when the El Cortez filled up. I think Ogden had some long-term residents, but rooms also were held for El Cortez spillover. Ogden was a couple of bucks cheaper than the El Cortez, and deservedly so.

[redietz]

https://time.com/34565/the-last-nights-at-the-western/

https://vimeo.com/35557956?utm_campa...8f0ac90a82b820

A story and video on the end of the Western. Never stayed there but visited a few times when that part of Fremont wasn’t quite as welcoming. Hardwood floors and old machines that frequently needed handpays for $20. Met a pimp there who was almost a parody of Huggy Bear from Starsky & Hutch. And he didn’t look out of place there. Remember stuff like paper towels and 6 packs of Pepsi being rewards at the desk. The cafe didn’t look like somewhere most would want to eat either. Bought a couple $1 beers and left a $3 tip and thought the bartender was going to cry.

So glad I got there a few times before it closed.

Boz, this was fabulous. Thanks for posting these links. The piece on vimeo is wonderful -- poignant and intriguing on so many levels.

[mickeycrimm]

Hard to believe its been almost 30 years since I first walked into the Western. It was April, 1992. I had thumbed into town. Got dropped off in front of the Showboat but headed for the downtown area. First casino I come across is the Western. They had $1 blackjack in the front.

I discovered the Buck Bingo. It was my first advantage play in Las Vegas. It cost a dollar to play. Everyone had to play on exactly 6 cards for a buck. They paid out more money than they took in. So it was advantage but not worth a whole lot. It was where us down and out'ers congregated everyday. There were 5 sessions a day, 8, 11 AM and 2, 7, and 9 PM. Some of us played every session everyday. In between sessions I frequently walked uptown and credit hustled.

The Annex rooms at the Western were $16 plus tax or $17.43. They had two single beds. We used to split rooms all the time. The Ogden House behind the El Cortez was $20 plus tax. The Ambassador East, on Fremont Street the next block past the Western was also $20 plus tax. And of course two guys would split the cost.

Had several camp spots around the downtown area. Bought changes of clothes out of the thrift stores. Got cleaned up in the hotels. Or if worse came to worse it was $1.25 at the swimming pool on Bonanza just off Main. Worked day labor some.

There was no slot club at the Western. But a $50 jackpot got a meal for two in the restaurant. You usually got them by hitting small quads or Aces on quarter bonus poker. Or....the slot attendents were corrupt. They sold the comps for $2 each. So 2 guys would pay a buck each. LOL!

The meal was an entree, potato, vegetable, dinner roll, drink and dessert. So 2 guys ate like kings for a buck each. The restaurant was packed everyday with people who had the meal for two comps.You had to take a number and grab a seat. It usually took an hour or more to get served. Jackie Gaughan was feeding the whole neighborhood for next to nothing. I rarely ever seen any money go in the till.

Then there was the $1 breakfast at the El Cortez. Two eggs, bacon, toast and coffee. One refill. There was an old guy named Ben that sold comps to Roberta's in the El Cortez, steak dinner for $3, Burger and fries at the Plaza for $2.

There was a cadre of retiree's that lived in the neighborhood and frequented the Western and El Cortez. Jackie worked the SS checks. I drank at Atomic Liquors, owned by Joe and Stella Sobchic, quite a bit.

When the new owners came in and stopped the comps at the Western it turned the restaurant into a ghost town overnight.

I was down in that area off and on for 4 years. Made a lot of friends. By 1997 I was rolling pretty good as a gambler. I would stop in occasionally. They had a 7/5 Bonus Poker progressive with 5 meters on the back bar that would go positive. When the royal got up the pros would come in and there would be a list to get on the bank.

I hit a $3300 royal one day. When I got paid I noticed eyeballs on me from the riffraff customers. No way I was going to try to walk up Fremont Street with them knowing I had that much money on me. It was tougher than shit to get a cab at the Western. The cabbies considered everyone to be down and outers. I promised a hundred dollar tip to the first cab that pulled up. I was out of there in minutes.

After that if I went to the Western it was in the daytime. I always passed a little money out to my old brokeass friends. As the years went by I visited less and less. It was cool when I was a broke ass bum. But not a good place to hang out when you got money.

[redietz]

Mickey, did you ever eat at the Gold Spike, in that little diner area? The food was pretty good. You could get free tickets for two meals if you were staying there, and the Downtowner also gave out Spike meal tickets for their guests.

My meal costs were basically covered with those two tickets the times I stayed at the Spike.

[accountinquestion]

https://time.com/34565/the-last-nights-at-the-western/

https://vimeo.com/35557956?utm_campa...8f0ac90a82b820

A story and video on the end of the Western. Never stayed there but visited a few times when that part of Fremont wasn’t quite as welcoming. Hardwood floors and old machines that frequently needed handpays for $20. Met a pimp there who was almost a parody of Huggy Bear from Starsky & Hutch. And he didn’t look out of place there. Remember stuff like paper towels and 6 packs of Pepsi being rewards at the desk. The cafe didn’t look like somewhere most would want to eat either. Bought a couple $1 beers and left a $3 tip and thought the bartender was going to cry.

So glad I got there a few times before it closed.

Boz, this was fabulous. Thanks for posting these links. The piece on vimeo is wonderful -- poignant and intriguing on so many levels.

If you have ever been a regular in a small town bar it reminded me a lot of that. I could see the place being weirdly appealing to relax and have a few beers and play VP. Anyway, the vimeo movie was good stuff I have to agree. Great find. I kinda saw a few guys.. gambling archetypes.. and I was like.. look it is Singer.. there is Alan.. look Tasha works there.

[MaxPen]

Hard to believe its been almost 30 years since I first walked into the Western. It was April, 1992. I had thumbed into town. Got dropped off in front of the Showboat but headed for the downtown area. First casino I come across is the Western. They had $1 blackjack in the front.

I discovered the Buck Bingo. It was my first advantage play in Las Vegas. It cost a dollar to play. Everyone had to play on exactly 6 cards for a buck. They paid out more money than they took in. So it was advantage but not worth a whole lot. It was where us down and out'ers congregated everyday. There were 5 sessions a day, 8, 11 AM and 2, 7, and 9 PM. Some of us played every session everyday. In between sessions I frequently walked uptown and credit hustled.

The Annex rooms at the Western were $16 plus tax or $17.43. They had two single beds. We used to split rooms all the time. The Ogden House behind the El Cortez was $20 plus tax. The Ambassador East, on Fremont Street the next block past the Western was also $20 plus tax. And of course two guys would split the cost.

Had several camp spots around the downtown area. Bought changes of clothes out of the thrift stores. Got cleaned up in the hotels. Or if worse came to worse it was $1.25 at the swimming pool on Bonanza just off Main. Worked day labor some.

There was no slot club at the Western. But a $50 jackpot got a meal for two in the restaurant. You usually got them by hitting small quads or Aces on quarter bonus poker. Or....the slot attendents were corrupt. They sold the comps for $2 each. So 2 guys would pay a buck each. LOL!

The meal was an entree, potato, vegetable, dinner roll, drink and dessert. So 2 guys ate like kings for a buck each. The restaurant was packed everyday with people who had the meal for two comps.You had to take a number and grab a seat. It usually took an hour or more to get served. Jackie Gaughan was feeding the whole neighborhood for next to nothing. I rarely ever seen any money go in the till.

Then there was the $1 breakfast at the El Cortez. Two eggs, bacon, toast and coffee. One refill. There was an old guy named Ben that sold comps to Roberta's in the El Cortez, steak dinner for $3, Burger and fries at the Plaza for $2.

There was a cadre of retiree's that lived in the neighborhood and frequented the Western and El Cortez. Jackie worked the SS checks. I drank at Atomic Liquors, owned by Joe and Stella Sobchic, quite a bit.

When the new owners came in and stopped the comps at the Western it turned the restaurant into a ghost town overnight.

I was down in that area off and on for 4 years. Made a lot of friends. By 1997 I was rolling pretty good as a gambler. I would stop in occasionally. They had a 7/5 Bonus Poker progressive with 5 meters on the back bar that would go positive. When the royal got up the pros would come in and there would be a list to get on the bank.

I hit a $3300 royal one day. When I got paid I noticed eyeballs on me from the riffraff customers. No way I was going to try to walk up Fremont Street with them knowing I had that much money on me. It was tougher than shit to get a cab at the Western. The cabbies considered everyone to be down and outers. I promised a hundred dollar tip to the first cab that pulled up. I was out of there in minutes.

After that if I went to the Western it was in the daytime. I always passed a little money out to my old brokeass friends. As the years went by I visited less and less. It was cool when I was a broke ass bum. But not a good place to hang out when you got money.

The life and times of a 2 bit tramp....RIP

Now I understand better how you know so much about the underbelly of Vegas, soup kitchens, and shit stained drawers.

[mickeycrimm]

Hard to believe its been almost 30 years since I first walked into the Western. It was April, 1992. I had thumbed into town. Got dropped off in front of the Showboat but headed for the downtown area. First casino I come across is the Western. They had $1 blackjack in the front.

I discovered the Buck Bingo. It was my first advantage play in Las Vegas. It cost a dollar to play. Everyone had to play on exactly 6 cards for a buck. They paid out more money than they took in. So it was advantage but not worth a whole lot. It was where us down and out'ers congregated everyday. There were 5 sessions a day, 8, 11 AM and 2, 7, and 9 PM. Some of us played every session everyday. In between sessions I frequently walked uptown and credit hustled.

The Annex rooms at the Western were $16 plus tax or $17.43. They had two single beds. We used to split rooms all the time. The Ogden House behind the El Cortez was $20 plus tax. The Ambassador East, on Fremont Street the next block past the Western was also $20 plus tax. And of course two guys would split the cost.

Had several camp spots around the downtown area. Bought changes of clothes out of the thrift stores. Got cleaned up in the hotels. Or if worse came to worse it was $1.25 at the swimming pool on Bonanza just off Main. Worked day labor some.

There was no slot club at the Western. But a $50 jackpot got a meal for two in the restaurant. You usually got them by hitting small quads or Aces on quarter bonus poker. Or....the slot attendents were corrupt. They sold the comps for $2 each. So 2 guys would pay a buck each. LOL!

The meal was an entree, potato, vegetable, dinner roll, drink and dessert. So 2 guys ate like kings for a buck each. The restaurant was packed everyday with people who had the meal for two comps.You had to take a number and grab a seat. It usually took an hour or more to get served. Jackie Gaughan was feeding the whole neighborhood for next to nothing. I rarely ever seen any money go in the till.

Then there was the $1 breakfast at the El Cortez. Two eggs, bacon, toast and coffee. One refill. There was an old guy named Ben that sold comps to Roberta's in the El Cortez, steak dinner for $3, Burger and fries at the Plaza for $2.

There was a cadre of retiree's that lived in the neighborhood and frequented the Western and El Cortez. Jackie worked the SS checks. I drank at Atomic Liquors, owned by Joe and Stella Sobchic, quite a bit.

When the new owners came in and stopped the comps at the Western it turned the restaurant into a ghost town overnight.

I was down in that area off and on for 4 years. Made a lot of friends. By 1997 I was rolling pretty good as a gambler. I would stop in occasionally. They had a 7/5 Bonus Poker progressive with 5 meters on the back bar that would go positive. When the royal got up the pros would come in and there would be a list to get on the bank.

I hit a $3300 royal one day. When I got paid I noticed eyeballs on me from the riffraff customers. No way I was going to try to walk up Fremont Street with them knowing I had that much money on me. It was tougher than shit to get a cab at the Western. The cabbies considered everyone to be down and outers. I promised a hundred dollar tip to the first cab that pulled up. I was out of there in minutes.

After that if I went to the Western it was in the daytime. I always passed a little money out to my old brokeass friends. As the years went by I visited less and less. It was cool when I was a broke ass bum. But not a good place to hang out when you got money.

The life and times of a 2 bit tramp....RIP

Now I understand better how you know so much about the underbelly of Vegas, soup kitchens, and shit stained drawers.

And once again you show how useless you are to the forum. Maxpigpen the thread wrecker. Nothing but a moronic troll. Do you really think you impress anyone with your trolling of me. IT WAS YOU THAT STARTED THE WAR BETWEEN US. All because you didn't like an opinion of mine on the double up bug. It's shown what a simpleton you are. But I am surprised you didn't write about Rob's schlong in this post. You've long been fixated on it. So carry on with your moronic trolling (showing everyone what a lowlife you are).

To those that have a modicum of intelligence (excludes maxipad) I've never hid my past in the forums. It was a conscience decision I made when I first started participating in the forums 16 years ago. I've written about it many times since then. So now here's maxpuke acting like "oh! aha! I've got you!" What an embecile.

Facing highly educated successful people in the gambling forums I could have lied about my backround. But I refused to. I just simply wasn't going to lie about my background. I have no regrets about my former drifter's lifestyle. The one thing I take away from it is I know what real freedom is. People who have never lived it don't.

[mickeycrimm]

Mickey, did you ever eat at the Gold Spike, in that little diner area? The food was pretty good. You could get free tickets for two meals if you were staying there, and the Downtowner also gave out Spike meal tickets for their guests.

My meal costs were basically covered with those two tickets the times I stayed at the Spike.

Yes, I ate there many times. I think it was the hot dog that was the deal. In the mornings the Gold Spike had free bingo. If you were gambling you got a bingo card and every 15 minutes they called numbers. The winner got $25. Since you had to be gambling they had penny video poker which was 5 cents per hand.

We usually walked over to the Gold Spike after the 8 AM bingo at the Western. Played the penny video poker and the bingo. Then returned to the Western for the 11 AM bingo.

[jbjb]

Did the walk from the downtown area to the Western a few time to play off the ACG coupons.

[accountinquestion]

The bottom feeding freedom first honest lifestyle seems romantic to me but your neighbors.. same thing with ghetto apartments. Even if the apartment isn't that bad, it is the goddam neighbors that ruin what looks good on paper. In some way, it isn't so much the apartment you pay for, you pay for the neighbors.

[redietz]

The bottom feeding freedom first honest lifestyle seems romantic to me but your neighbors.. same thing with ghetto apartments. Even if the apartment isn't that bad, it is the goddam neighbors that ruin what looks good on paper. In some way, it isn't so much the apartment you pay for, you pay for the neighbors.

You know, I made it through 30 years of 90-100 days a year in LV without ever being robbed. And without ever having my pocket picked (with the exception of my decoy wallet, which did get lifted once). Usually I was carrying north of 20K on me, and for a couple of years, I had six digits in cash and tickets on me all the time. I think the trick was that I looked like one of those neighbors -- LOL. The more you carry, the worse you should look, was my motto. It served me pretty well. Nobody in their right mind would have tried to rob me. I looked more like the guy who'd be doing the robbing.

[kewlJ]

You know, I made it through 30 years of 90-100 days a year in LV without ever being robbed. And without ever having my pocket picked (with the exception of my decoy wallet, which did get lifted once). Usually I was carrying north of 20K on me, and for a couple of years, I had six digits in cash and tickets on me all the time. I think the trick was that I looked like one of those neighbors -- LOL. The more you carry, the worse you should look, was my motto. It served me pretty well. Nobody in their right mind would have tried to rob me. I looked more like the guy who'd be doing the robbing.

Good advice in this thread, right down to the decoy wallet, spreading your money, chips, tickets around different places on your person and dressing casual, like most in Vegas do these days. I have shared the incident of being robbed at gunpoint outside my home 10 years ago. I don't think I have shared this but I only lost about 1/3 of what I was actually carrying that day.

And funny thing about chips and I suspect sports betting tickets fall into the same category....most thieves and pickpockets don't even recognize the value of casino chips. They don't seem to recognize they are basically cash.

[accountinquestion]

The bottom feeding freedom first honest lifestyle seems romantic to me but your neighbors.. same thing with ghetto apartments. Even if the apartment isn't that bad, it is the goddam neighbors that ruin what looks good on paper. In some way, it isn't so much the apartment you pay for, you pay for the neighbors.

You know, I made it through 30 years of 90-100 days a year in LV without ever being robbed. And without ever having my pocket picked (with the exception of my decoy wallet, which did get lifted once). Usually I was carrying north of 20K on me, and for a couple of years, I had six digits in cash and tickets on me all the time. I think the trick was that I looked like one of those neighbors -- LOL. The more you carry, the worse you should look, was my motto. It served me pretty well. Nobody in their right mind would have tried to rob me. I looked more like the guy who'd be doing the robbing.

Yea, looking broke has its advantages at times. Never good for women. Can be good for amusement at a place like Harbor Freight when loss prevention has every employee on the floor following you around. Then dude just asks you all tired if he can help you - HOPING you'll quit walking around and they can go back to their stocking tasks or whatever. lmao. The way I look at it you're a loser for dressing up/shaving to go to Harbor Freight but hey <shrug>.

I had guys try to half-assed rob me I just didn't give them any money. Not sure how much it counts as I could see it was a bluff.

[MisterV]

Great walk down memory lane, Mickey.

Maybe you'll recall the name of the downtown casino that had a coffee shop that you walked downstairs to get to; I had a good, inexpensive breakfast there my first trip to Las Vegas, probably in the eighties?

[monet]

Great walk down memory lane, Mickey.

Maybe you'll recall the name of the downtown casino that had a coffee shop that you walked downstairs to get to; I had a good, inexpensive breakfast there my first trip to Las Vegas, probably in the eighties?

The Shoe.

[mickeycrimm]

Great walk down memory lane, Mickey.

Maybe you'll recall the name of the downtown casino that had a coffee shop that you walked downstairs to get to; I had a good, inexpensive breakfast there my first trip to Las Vegas, probably in the eighties?

I think you are talking about the coffee shop in the Horseshoe.

Edit: I see Monet already gave the correct answer.

[redietz]

Great walk down memory lane, Mickey.

Maybe you'll recall the name of the downtown casino that had a coffee shop that you walked downstairs to get to; I had a good, inexpensive breakfast there my first trip to Las Vegas, probably in the eighties?

I think you are talking about the coffee shop in the Horseshoe.

Edit: I see Monet already gave the correct answer.

That was Binion's, with the wood fixtures as you headed downstairs. That was my first meal in LV. I think I had read about it in the (paper copy) Las Vegas Advisor, so that's the first place I went. Whenever my friend, Del, came to town, that was our first stop. Those vintage coffee shops/restaurants were priceless, like something out of Guys and Dolls, only nicer.

Those were great meals in great places. I think I have a tear in my eye, guys.

[MaxPen]

Hard to believe its been almost 30 years since I first walked into the Western. It was April, 1992. I had thumbed into town. Got dropped off in front of the Showboat but headed for the downtown area. First casino I come across is the Western. They had $1 blackjack in the front.

I discovered the Buck Bingo. It was my first advantage play in Las Vegas. It cost a dollar to play. Everyone had to play on exactly 6 cards for a buck. They paid out more money than they took in. So it was advantage but not worth a whole lot. It was where us down and out'ers congregated everyday. There were 5 sessions a day, 8, 11 AM and 2, 7, and 9 PM. Some of us played every session everyday. In between sessions I frequently walked uptown and credit hustled.

The Annex rooms at the Western were $16 plus tax or $17.43. They had two single beds. We used to split rooms all the time. The Ogden House behind the El Cortez was $20 plus tax. The Ambassador East, on Fremont Street the next block past the Western was also $20 plus tax. And of course two guys would split the cost.

Had several camp spots around the downtown area. Bought changes of clothes out of the thrift stores. Got cleaned up in the hotels. Or if worse came to worse it was $1.25 at the swimming pool on Bonanza just off Main. Worked day labor some.

There was no slot club at the Western. But a $50 jackpot got a meal for two in the restaurant. You usually got them by hitting small quads or Aces on quarter bonus poker. Or....the slot attendents were corrupt. They sold the comps for $2 each. So 2 guys would pay a buck each. LOL!

The meal was an entree, potato, vegetable, dinner roll, drink and dessert. So 2 guys ate like kings for a buck each. The restaurant was packed everyday with people who had the meal for two comps.You had to take a number and grab a seat. It usually took an hour or more to get served. Jackie Gaughan was feeding the whole neighborhood for next to nothing. I rarely ever seen any money go in the till.

Then there was the $1 breakfast at the El Cortez. Two eggs, bacon, toast and coffee. One refill. There was an old guy named Ben that sold comps to Roberta's in the El Cortez, steak dinner for $3, Burger and fries at the Plaza for $2.

There was a cadre of retiree's that lived in the neighborhood and frequented the Western and El Cortez. Jackie worked the SS checks. I drank at Atomic Liquors, owned by Joe and Stella Sobchic, quite a bit.

When the new owners came in and stopped the comps at the Western it turned the restaurant into a ghost town overnight.

I was down in that area off and on for 4 years. Made a lot of friends. By 1997 I was rolling pretty good as a gambler. I would stop in occasionally. They had a 7/5 Bonus Poker progressive with 5 meters on the back bar that would go positive. When the royal got up the pros would come in and there would be a list to get on the bank.

I hit a $3300 royal one day. When I got paid I noticed eyeballs on me from the riffraff customers. No way I was going to try to walk up Fremont Street with them knowing I had that much money on me. It was tougher than shit to get a cab at the Western. The cabbies considered everyone to be down and outers. I promised a hundred dollar tip to the first cab that pulled up. I was out of there in minutes.

After that if I went to the Western it was in the daytime. I always passed a little money out to my old brokeass friends. As the years went by I visited less and less. It was cool when I was a broke ass bum. But not a good place to hang out when you got money.

The life and times of a 2 bit tramp....RIP

Now I understand better how you know so much about the underbelly of Vegas, soup kitchens, and shit stained drawers.

And once again you show how useless you are to the forum. Maxpigpen the thread wrecker. Nothing but a moronic troll. Do you really think you impress anyone with your trolling of me. IT WAS YOU THAT STARTED THE WAR BETWEEN US. All because you didn't like an opinion of mine on the double up bug. It's shown what a simpleton you are. But I am surprised you didn't write about Rob's schlong in this post. You've long been fixated on it. So carry on with your moronic trolling (showing everyone what a lowlife you are).

To those that have a modicum of intelligence (excludes maxipad) I've never hid my past in the forums. It was a conscience decision I made when I first started participating in the forums 16 years ago. I've written about it many times since then. So now here's maxpuke acting like "oh! aha! I've got you!" What an embecile.

Facing highly educated successful people in the gambling forums I could have lied about my backround. But I refused to. I just simply wasn't going to lie about my background. I have no regrets about my former drifter's lifestyle. The one thing I take away from it is I know what real freedom is. People who have never lived it don't.

People are the only creatures that pay to live on the earth. I am not sure you can say people that haven't lived like the wildlife have not experienced freedom, though.

Since your shit stained panties are all in a bunch maybe you can go whine to Dan again and see if you can get me banned from threads containing reminiscences of your tramp life.

[mickeycrimm]

The life and times of a 2 bit tramp....RIP

Now I understand better how you know so much about the underbelly of Vegas, soup kitchens, and shit stained drawers.

And once again you show how useless you are to the forum. Maxpigpen the thread wrecker. Nothing but a moronic troll. Do you really think you impress anyone with your trolling of me. IT WAS YOU THAT STARTED THE WAR BETWEEN US. All because you didn't like an opinion of mine on the double up bug. It's shown what a simpleton you are. But I am surprised you didn't write about Rob's schlong in this post. You've long been fixated on it. So carry on with your moronic trolling (showing everyone what a lowlife you are).

To those that have a modicum of intelligence (excludes maxipad) I've never hid my past in the forums. It was a conscience decision I made when I first started participating in the forums 16 years ago. I've written about it many times since then. So now here's maxpuke acting like "oh! aha! I've got you!" What an embecile.

Facing highly educated successful people in the gambling forums I could have lied about my backround. But I refused to. I just simply wasn't going to lie about my background. I have no regrets about my former drifter's lifestyle. The one thing I take away from it is I know what real freedom is. People who have never lived it don't.

People are the only creatures that pay to live on the earth. I am not sure you can say people that haven't lived like the wildlife have not experienced freedom, though.

Since your shit stained panties are all in a bunch maybe you can go whine to Dan again and see if you can get me banned from threads containing reminiscences of your tramp life.

Hahahahaha!!!! You are so psyched out you can't even come up with your own material anymore, Mr. Shitstainpen. Keep proving what a petty little man you are.

[kewlJ]

I heard that the nearby (now long gone) Ogden House was a real "gem."

I stayed at the Ogden House for 5 weeks on an extended trip a year of two before I moved to Vegas (maybe 2007?), so much later than the time period Mickey and redietz referenced. This was probably the last year or so before they renovated it into the Cabana suites of El Cortez.

At that time it was basically what I would consider a boarding or rooming house, although I have no other experience with a boarding house to compare it to. I don't remember the price but it was cheap. And you got what you paid for...a room with a bed. There was a common bathroom in the hallway. But there WAS a door on the room....if that sort of thing is important to you (redietz). And several times a week there would be someone sleeping in the hallway that you had to step over. It served my purpose, 5 weeks of play at downtown and strip casinos.

At the end of that trip, I knew I would someday relocate to Las Vegas, although it took another year or so to make that happen.