E-CHICK
actually it is a subject of minimum discussion when i am in vegas. i always use a toilet in any hotel toby and i walk through, either to gamble a little or to see what the new hotel is like. since we go regularly every three months and spend two weeks there, we have time, not only to wander and wonder, visit the new hotels that they build for us so we are not bored by the same old stuff, but time enough to find the only pizza place in vegas that makes good old new york white pizza, the bakery that makes cannolis, the fast food place that imports it's meat from the bronx and makes matzoh ball soup with matzoh balls made with seltzer so they expand in cooking to the size of tennis balls and taste like eating a jewish cloud, the place that makes nathan's criss-cross fries, a place to sit at any time under the freemont street experience and watch the shows, and a very nice little town, green valley, 20 minutes outside of vegas proper that has a palace station that is like vegas was 20 years ago. machines that do pay a little, dealers that speak english and chat with the players.
most hotels are facades, designed to draw you to them, like a hooker with a skimpy outfit. only the bellagio has the nerve to charge $10.00 for a short stack and $15.00 for bacon and eggs. only at arizona charlie's can you find fixodent in the gift and sundry shop, or watch a spouse give her mate a shot of insulin while they are playing slots, AC is for the older locals in vegas. 90 % of the parking lot is for handicapped parking.
back to the toilet paper. a hotel with any kind of class, uses two ply soft paper. the mind set of the owners of a classless hotel,is get the money as fast as possible. skip where you can. cut the drinks, spin the roulete wheel 15 times an hour instead of the normal 13. single deck blackjack at the $25.00 table only, and use the cheapest toilet paper possible.
the difference between a hooker with or without clean underwear.
when toby and i cruised alaska on the holland america line, there were warm towels in all the public rest rooms. none of the othr lines we cruised thought about that. that is class.
