Encore Beach Club Peekaboo: We're Sorry We Ever Doubted You
As the great atrium wall was erected on the west side of Encore's casino, I may have shed a tear.
How could they do that?
We'd heard about natural light in casinos since the Mirage days. We got it at Bellagio... in a tourist-laden conservatory 100 yards from the nearest table. We got a touch of it at Wynn, though it was the restaurants and most non-gaming operations that were getting flooded with sunshine. But Encore? Encore perfected daytime casino ambiance. Its atrium sent a glow from west end to east only to be complimented by the anti-reflective glass that stands on the other side.
Understandably, we were nervous. Gone would be that flood of natural light. Instead, we'd get some hideous nightclub with a bass booming so loud that it would practically rattle loose the mosaic tiles of the butterflies inlaid in the marble. Was this a step in the right direction?
I had my doubts, but not for one second did I realize that this was Wynn D&F'nD. They turned La Bete into Tryst, Lure into Blush, and Corsa into Stratta. If the first time's not already a charm for them, their second time is a smash success. They'd never let me down before. And now, they had 60,000 square feet of unused porte cochere to practically build from scatch. Where was my faith?
Roger, DeRuyter, Steve: I'd like to apologize and say that I'm truly sorry I ever doubted you...
The first sight as you cross the pedestrian bridge from the Wynn garage. Even if you're just visiting Encore and not into the nightclub scene, wouldn't the presence of those gaming tables, sexy dealers, and gorgeous patrons not be just a tad enticing?
Looking out towards the main pool and bungalows. Beautiful.
One of the private infinity dipping pools for bungalow patrons. Check out the huge, uncrowded space afforded to them.
Bungalow patrons on the second floor are also awarded with a bird's eye view of the action and plenty of balcony space.
A step in the right direction? From the perspective of this 27-year-old who's more inclined to spend his nights chasing natural nines than fake boobs...
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