January 1, 2005
It was a difficult place to "stumble across," and in all honesty, its immediate surroundings were less than attractive, being sited near an industrial estate, but we’d gotten money off tokens, so we persisted in our search. Here, there’s none of the themed rooms that you find elsewhere and to be honest you could be staying anywhere. There is a small, indeed very small, casino area with the standard "one-arm bandits," but for a non-gambler, that was good for me. The place was pleasantly quiet and felt like a hotel rather than a theme park.
The reception was small and intimate when compared to the vastness of the "Strip hotels," and the staff was very pleasant and tuned-in to the arrival of new guests. Indeed, here we felt like guests rather than just sources of income. We were given complimentary tokens for cocktails, presumably in an effort to lure us into eating there. We did take our free cocktails—and very nice they were, too—but we didn’t eat in the restaurant.
There are no bellboys here, but we were asked if we required assistance to our room. We are self-sufficient, so we just asked to be pointed in the right direction. The air-conditioned bedroom was a decent size, with a view across to the Strip, and my only criticism was that it was a teeny bit old-fashioned. A bit 70s, I guess, but on the positive side, the two queen-sized beds were extremely comfortable, and the bathroom was well-decked-out with standard Howard Johnson toiletries. The usual room facilities were at hand, including a coffee/tea maker, satellite TV, and loads of pamphlets about Vegas and the surrounding area.
The hotel had its own restaurant, which was basic, fairly straightforward, and lacking in ambience. We did eat breakfast here, but my only recall is that it was okay. Perhaps that speaks volumes!
If you were seeking value for money, rather than airs and graces, I’d strongly recommend you stay right here—off the Strip but close enough to easily access it. Even if you took a taxi every day, you’d save on the prices that you’d experience on the Strip, but the walk was not a problem once you’d run the gauntlet of traffic to head east to the Strip.
It’s a decent enough place to lay your weary head, but not an establishment to rave about.
From journal A trip around Death Valley