The Story Superior King at SLS Las Vegas
The VegasTripping Review 2015
At long last, after many trying years, my long difficult road from #saharatosls has led me to the Self Parking garage at SLS. I've got my luggage in hand and left my baggage behind. I'm ready to have the SLS Las Vegas to blow my socks off. In some ways, it really did.
Thirty steps from my car, I encountered a crusty pile of poop on the stairs of the parking garage. "What are the odds?" I thought before shrugging it off and heading the rest of the way down the stairs to the side entrance.
After grabbing a quick breakfast at Northside Cafe, I wandered through the comedically long rope rodeo to become first on line to check in. The English accented receptionist greeted me, took my pertinent pertinents, zip zam zoom, handed me the keys and sent me on my way... a lovely and painless transaction. I would be staying in the Story Tower, the oldest and smallest of SLS' Sahara transformed towers (formerly the Tunis Tower)
The elevator is located near reception desk on the other side of a recently shuttered jewelry shop right by the entrance I just came in. The elevator arrived quickly, I hopped on and pressed 15.
Instead of seizing this captive opportunity to raise awareness about resort offerings, SLS engages in millennial targeted decoration that contains all the style and panache of a Target ad. There is a sale on matching blue hats and t-shirts at Fred Segal?