This time we went with friends. I wasn't sure how much I was going to like being there with others. There's so much I want to do in Vegas that I was feeling sort of selfish and not really wanting to compromise going into the trip (Mr. Rogers would be disappointed in me), but I just kept telling myself that I will go back again to see a Blues game eventually.
Last time we stayed in old Vegas off Fremont street, this time we stayed on the main strip in the Sahara.
The Sahara might be the most perfect hotel in Vegas for me.
It's on the very north side of the strip, so if I need a break from what is essentially a giant mall with slot machines, I can get there easily.
It also doesn't get a lot of spillover from the "normies" staying at the more southern hotels. (Normies is the term I'll use for bachelor parties, boys night out, bachelorette parties, sun burned dads drinking Mic Ultra, and sun burned mom's pulling the slot handle)
The Sahara also has access to the city's tram system, which we heard complaints about, but it served us very well. We saved probably $80 in Lyfts using it.