Despite my making fun of the Venetian, our room was incredible. I loved how spacious it was with a whole living area a few steps down from the bedroom. In great contrast to the rest of Vegas, it was tastefully decorated in muted colors and the room felt like a soothing hide-away.
Every night they staff would turn down your bed and leave chocolate on your pillow. For ambiance, they would turn on soft music and low lighting. Do you see that long black dresser across from the foot of the bed in the picture above? Do you see the white rectangle inset in the dresser top? Turns out that whole top surface lights up. Our first night in Vegas, we made it back to our room around 2:30 A.M. I crammed the pillow chocolate into my mouth and flopped onto the bed. Ritu locked the door and went to turn off the dresser light. The way to do this was not readily apparent, and I'm guessing the large amount of alcohol in his system didn't help. He spent a solid five minutes trying every switch in the room two or three times and patting down the entire dresser trying to unlock it's secret. I helped by lying on the bed laughing hysterically. I thought for sure we were going to have to call housekeeping for help when he finally found a small switch on the edge of the dresser. We never found it on again after that so I figure it's a little joke they like to play on people their first night in town.
Ritu neglected to take a picture of the bathroom which was my
favorite part. Double vanity made of marble, great big bathtub, glass
enclosed shower, and a flat screen TV because God Forbid you miss anything while
you're getting ready. (Did I mention there were three TVs in our suite?) Plus one of those little girly tables to sit at
while you put on your make-up. I'll admit I'm a sucker for those.
We were on the 28th floor overlooking a section of The Strip.
Here's the same view at night:
More soon. Now I've got to go dose Emma....