The neighboring guests were blasting their music till the wee hours of the morning. We finally got to the room and oh my goodness, the walls are paper thin. My Wife is in an electric wheelchair and ground floor rooms are preferable, but they had none, which normally would be fine, however, their elevators are so darn small she could barely fit in, so It got stuck with the doors partially open, crazy old elevators. The front desk clerk, yes, there is only one, was friendly enough but don't count on the room you reserved to be there when you arrive.
Well, to begin with the casino security cards everyone entering, I mean everyone, I am a sixty-five year old man and I had to show ID whenever I exited and reentered, ridiculous.
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