My last trip to Vegas with my friend, we played at 7 rooms, all in the main strip area, and it was my friend's virgin expedition of casino poker. I had front-row tickets to Zarkana, which ended up being my favorite show, with all it's it's hypnotizing lighting, flawless acts of athleticism and great balance of genre that included an impressive comedy relief act periodically as a break in the show. We stayed at the Quad, and our room was on the second floor facing what I believe was the North parking ramp. On my previous trip I got comped an upgrade after talking to the hotel desk lady, which I think was a lucky and uncommon free upgrade, but never the less upon my dislike that there was no coffee maker and my friend's overall disliking of the room, mainly because of his irrational fear of someone climbing up and robbing him from the alley below(requiring SUPER ninja skills as well) prompted me to talk to the hotel manager on duty the next day. After a brief chat, he gave us an upgrade to the 11th or 12th floor overlooking the pool and The Linq wheel. What I love about The Quad is the huge balconies that, so far have been in all Three rooms I've stayed in there. You can comfortably fit 5 people on them, but you really can't bring chairs out there, easily anyways, because of how the sliding door is situated. The hot tub was closed for cleaning to my dismay because I was expecting to use it(usually open year-round). We played for a little over an hour at the Quad's poker room ($1/2) and I thought it was actually (for that short period), a very tight table. I also like how it's situated because it's in the middle of the casino next to the bar. It was a light-hearted session and most of us at the table had a laid back attitude. So I guess one might label it as a "tourist table." One of the same Dealer's that was working there 6 months ago on my previous trip was working. The desk people are nice and laid-back, yet professional. Maybe a little serious, but I guess I expect that when they have to live up to the casino's code of how to carry yourself and act "professional." I won a $190 pot with an A-high flush right after my friend busted, and the following hand lost maybe $25 and sat up to go to Harrah's. I found it tough to read people, and even tougher to get attention from a waitress. My friend is a rookie player, however he's OK and can't believe he busted out of this table so fast, even though he would commit too far and way too easily with hands like A-10. I won monster pot before he left the table with KK against QQ, and got an overkill, flopping a Queen. Not going to talk anymore about that room, but I want to talk a little about the Flamingo. L love the Flamingo poker room. The guys and gals working it are smooth talking Snake-Charmers, and the it has a very classic, some might say nostalgic style to it. When we told the dealer working the desk that we were from Minnesota, he said something like OH, that why you're so young looking(while checking our IDs), "It's all that cold air preserving your skin." There were Many different dealers with distinct styles. The players there seemed unique too. I enjoyed talking to one guy, who was a local, about movies as he read the paper, contemplating what to potentially do later that day because he might go to one at the theater, and mentioned his wife. That room has has like a New York feel to me for whatever reason(even though I've never been to NY), and I like the overall variety it has. I played there for a bout three hours over Two visits, and lost money. I was definitely playing fast in the second session and got trapped by a Broadway with my Queen-high str8. I will talk about one more room here, and it's Hooter's poker room. That's because we played there for 12 hours straight on a Tuesday. After we took an extensive swim at the Hooter's 365-day pool on a 60-degree day and Saudi Arabian people Gauking at us while we swam, in what appeared to be either intrigue or disbelief(maybe both), we started a cash game on a day that featured a $200 dollar ACES CRACKED promotion($100 different colors) from 2-9 on (certain) days of the week(T-TH). We played from 1PM to 1AM. That was an entertaining and enterprising table. Early on was a trench-coat wearing, attitude dropping, flame-throw mouthing mustache, who talked a lot of BS and told me to shut-up when at one point when I told him I was a "psychological" player, which I realize is a generality(it's part of the table talk). I'm the type of person who either talks a fair amount or is almost completely silent, depending on my mood. I think I laughed and kept playing my reformed super tight game as the table grew from my friend and I playing head-to-head to an English guy joining us, then Trench-coat guy, then Mr. blond-frosted hair guy, and climaxing it's cast into a table with only Two dealers for 6 hours, was an apparent Oiler from Saudi Arabia with a habit for betting 5K an hour at this table of $1/2 blinds). I think I won won big pot against his donk-hood, but not out of many opportunites . I was disgusted after folding K-10 preflop 3-handed after he iced the other players superior hand with something like J-4. We're talkin all-in for $300 preflop with these hands. He was loosing like 2K an hour. I wish I would have stayed at that table, damn-it. I moved tables and later won a flush contest for $120, but ultimately there's comp credit/hours at Hooter's, so it was like the worst place to play for that stretch of time. I would have comped over 2 buffets with Caesar's or MGM, and in retrospect I wish we would have left at 9PM when the ACES CRACKED thing ended.