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My brother took us to a fantastic resort and casino over break, Red Rock in Las Vegas. His casino host in Atlantic City hooked him up with a weekend to try it out. I figured we would not spend too much time there and head over to the strip, it is about a 15 minute drive from the main action. But we ended up not leaving the casino the whole time. We brought my girlfriend and his wife, and we truly had an amazing weekend.

This has to be the nicest hotel I have stayed in. First the rooms: 2 HD tvs, one of which is enormous 52", the other is strategically placed over the whirlpool tub. Gorgeous furniture, oversized rooms, but the view-a view of the canyons, beautiful red rocks and blue sky. Refreshing to see that view in the middle of your smoky tequila hazed gambling weekend.

The décor of the casino is tasteful and artsy, nothing gaudy or old. This is a fairly new casino, I think just a few years, maybe 2? The cocktail waitresses are gorgeous, their outfits tasteful. My girlfriend didn't even mind when I ogled, she ogled too they were so stunning. The people that were there were younger, classier, out for a nice weekend, but still fun, not fat Midwestern tourists in sandals.

I think what kept me happy there was that also, a late night crowd came in, assuming they were locals, for the bar and nightclub scene. So it felt full of action, it didn't feel like it was as far off strip as it really as. The nightclub inside was hot, the chicks were hot and drunk, the party scene was really fun.

The restaurants we loved, especially the oyster bar (see related article-kumamotos baby) But the Mexican place was great with that great mountain view, which goes well with southwestern food. I can't remember the sushi place, so it must not have made an impression.

What is cool is that my brother gambled a LOT and won, so he will get to go back and stay and eat for free. In a way I hate that I loved this place, because I do not want to stay anywhere else now, but to NOT be on the strip still bothers me. I guess getting over there for one night is possible. I know my brother will invite me back, he knows I won't get to do something like this otherwise, and he is the one that really taught me how to play blackjack and craps, he likes to brag about that.

The girls did the spa thing, I treated my girlfriend to a massage and facial and won lots of points with her, She tried to get us to do couples massages, but it is not my thing. And I would rather gamble and do Patron shots with my brother without interruption. So she got to be a princess and I was still the hero