text: Checked-in on a Monday night, checked-out on Wednesday afternoon. Came from the most frightening hellhole of a hotel called Tropicana. Paid $55 a night!\n\nNot the most amazing of hotels or casinos, I will say that. You'll find flashier, newer, and more dazzling on the strip, of course. But our room was clean and a welcome respite after the shock of the Tropicana, which I suppose wasn't saying much, so I'll say this: it's a normal, nice-but-not-luxurious hotel room. Decor was fairly modern, if simple. \n\nWe had some difficulties with the front desk: key cards kept screwing up, and the front desk line is always like forever-and-a-day long. But they always brought towels up when we asked (we asked a few times!), and room service was prompt. \n\nI did have a run-in with one of the valets, when I needed to catch my friends who I had JUST let out of my car. They were headed up to the room and I was going to go park, but had given them the wrong key. I moved my car out of the main overhang area, jumped out, and the valet started shouting bloody-murder about how he needed my keys. I ran inside anyway, gave the room key to my friends, and when I returned to my car about 1.5 mins later, the valet was still standing in front of my car, giving me the evil eye. He then asked \"What my problem was.\" I told him to go park a car or something and left. It was just weird and overbearing. I suppose he deals with Vegas d'bags all the time, but it's not like I left my car there for an hour and a half, right? And considering that I saw the same cache of cars sitting in that area the entire three days I was there, I didn't think it was that big of a deal to jump out for a minute and a half. \n\nSo, if you're looking for a value, I'd say this is a \"You get what you pay for, and a little more\" scenario. You won't regret your choice, but you're not staying at the Bellagio.