Ok, now I know what prison feels like.\n\nI went there twice already. The first time wasn't that bad. The upstairs bar itself (which is what I will be reviewing) is gorgeous...but please tell me who's smart ass idea was to not have the big resort style pool not blocked off is anybody's guess. \n\nI am averaging my 2 times there. The second time was just obnoxious. They let my one friend in and refused to let me in. In fact, I was ignored by security. I don't know what I said in my fit of rage, but they ended up letting me in. (I never felt so hopeless getting into a BAR!!!) My pal and I finally got upstairs...people somehow kept on finding my feet, because I was stepped on at least 10 times. But that wasn't the bar's fault of course.\n\nThis place was the stereotypical prentious hell that I always try to avoid. If I wasn't meeting a group there, I wouldn't have bothered. (And probably won't ever again) The bartenders there are morons. They have no idea how to make a drink. They ran out of certain liquors. It was madness.\n\nThe funniest thing was a bunch of girls (who are obviously drunk) took of their clothes and jumped in the pool. Yes, they were escorted out of the hotel. I swear, somebody is going to fall in one day, completely drunk, and either get injured, killed, or just sue the damn place.\n\nAnd yes, I could do without the sand. \n\nOk I am done complaining...next!
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