Yesterday, I ventured further out on my Vegas experience.  I’ve grown tired of being at home so I will spend my days off in the street just checking stuff out.  Firstly, I plan to check out all the casinos which, so far, don’t seem too different.  So, yesterday, I went to The Palms.

Casinowise, it wasn’t much different than all the others except some of the machines seemed older.  Peoplewise there was your typical mix of frumpy tourists and old chimney stacks.  The Palms, however, does seem to boast a certain clubbing vibe as, well, it is the Playboy headquarters here in Vegas. 

They have two towers, however, one called the “fantasy” tower and the other, well, I don’t know that it has a name but it’s the normal one.  Of course, you have to be special to go in the “fantasy” tower as it is the more upscale version.  The music is “younger” in that it is top 40’s compared to the oldies and whatnot that other casino’s I’ve been in seem to prefer. 

Ultimately, you go to The Palms to gamble like in any other casino but, otherwise, you go to party or just watch tall, well-manicured pretty people walk around.  Be warned, there are either frumps or the well-dressed and, if you are not well-dressed, you will feel like a frump.