Four reasons why I'll never go back to Las Vegas

Sarah Carty
Senior Lifestyle & Entertainment Producer


It was the trip we’d been planning for ten years. My girls and I meeting up in Las Vegas for our 30th birthdays to wave goodbye to our 20s in style.

We’d saved for months, meticulously trawled through all the hotel sites and planned each detail down to a tee, with all five of us coming from different sides of the globe to have our own ‘what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas’ experience.

And while we all pictured ourselves strolling through lavish casinos sipping on cocktails like we’d just come straight from an episode of Sex and the City and dancing the night away in a James Bond style club, Las Vegas didn’t live up to the hype for us.

Here four reasons why I would never go back to Las Vegas. Photo: Getty Images

Now don’t get me wrong, we had the time of our lives catching up in swanky bars and being big spenders on the blackjack tables with our $5 bets, but if I’m honest, I think Sin City would have been more our cup of tea when we were 21 and keen to stay out until 4am.

It turns out we’d rather have been sipping wine and eating a cheese platter in a chilled-out bar than twerking on a dancefloor with people who looked like they hadn’t even hit puberty yet.

Here’s the top four reasons why I wouldn’t visit Vegas again.

It feels like there’s no fresh air – anywhere.
I never knew how much I appreciated smoking bans in my life until I set foot in my Las Vegas casino accommodation.

From the minute you enter the gold-encrusted lobby and make your way through the casino floor and up to your room, you’re bathed in a light layer of hazy smoke that gets right into your lungs and stays there.

Vegas has banned smoking in restaurants and bars that serve food, but considering most of these places are located inside the casinos, you’re nearly always guaranteed to finish your night with clothes that smell like you’ve just spent hours in the smoking area puffing on a pack of 20 cigarettes.

Mix that with the constant air-conditioning blasting through the hotels and you’ll find yourself craving a dose of outside air after a few nights on the tear.

I think Sin City would have been more our cup of tea when we were 21 and so keen to stay out until 4am. Photo: Getty Images

Everything is overpriced
When I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING.

From the crazy show ticket prices, to the $20 glasses of sparkling wine, nightclub entry fees and the mediocre food – Vegas is definitely not for the budget traveller.

Forget having a night out on the cheap, because even if you do manage to get into a club for free, you’ll have to pay in the hundreds of dollars just to have a seat in the VIP areas– or you can stand like us for the whole night and spend the dosh on overpriced drink.

Pool parties may be a Vegas must, but with drinks priced at $95 a pop at some, you’ll be less tipsy and more outraged.

Hidden fees are there to mess up your holiday budget
Hotels in Vegas are incredible, there’s no denying that. They’re pretty much like little villages, with there really being no need to leave the complex at all, unless you’re craving fresh air like me.

But what they don’t tell you about when you’re booking is the sneaky hidden fees they add on at the end of your stay.

The charge is called a ‘resort fee’ and claims to cover hotel facilities and services like WIFI and use of the pools. Ours was $65 per-day per-room and honestly, I’m still not over this.

Truthfully, it turns out we’d rather have been sipping wine and eating a cheese platter in a chilled-out bar than twerking on a dancefloor with people who looked like they hadn’t even hit puberty yet. Photo: Getty Images

Queues, queues and more queues
Nobody tells you about the mega queues of people when you book your Vegas trip.

Guaranteed, we did travel to Vegas on Memorial Day weekend and the crowds were a whopper, but queuing for forty minutes for a buffet isn’t my idea of having a fun holiday.

Get up in the morning and go for your buffet breakfast – queues.

Try and find a lounger at the pool after you’ve wolfed down four croissants and an egg and bacon roll – queues.

Rock up at a nightclub at 1am thinking you’ll beat the crowd – wrong, you’re stuck in a queue.

While I may just have had a massive moan about Sin City, like I said at the start, we did have an incredible holiday, we just all agreed that we wouldn’t be jumping on a plane to go there again.

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