Adam BauerThis is what I get for waiting six months to write a review. Since my stay in the double-queen Bellagio Suite in December, they’ve moved forward with a remodel. There’s new furniture, carpet, and drapery replete with residential tones.
I originally booked a standard resort tower double-queen room, but Vegas was busy that weekend thanks to what perennially unfunny people like to call “sports ball.” So, as is typical during busy weekends, the front desk attendant asked if I’d be interested in a paid upgrade. I always am. I had a room and a number in mind. I recommend this practice. Before check-in, I like to have an idea of what room and price target I’d accept on a potential upgrade. For that weekend, I wanted the Bellagio Suite and I was willing to spend an additional $500 a night (my original room was $200/night). With her psychic powers working overtime, the front desk attendant said, “I can get you in the Bellagio Suite for $500 a night.” Twist my arm.
It’s about 1020 sq. ft. and has a living room, bedroom, and 2.5 bathrooms. The highlight is the steam shower. Oh, how I love that steam shower. Beyond the questionable stain on the couch, it had the classic Bellagio hues, yellows and oranges, dark wood furnishings, and exaggerated crown molding. It’s not a style I’d like in my home, but it works for Bellagio. It was, however, showing serious wear.
The remodel livens up the bathrooms, making them exceptionally brighter. Though the living space is grey, grey, grey. I like the swirled wallpaper and the sort of tattersall carpet. They’ve also surrounded the entertainment system with a soft-touch frame, which gives it depth.
They pulled back on the opulence and opted for some modernity. It’s inoffensive. I wish they kept the expanded, half-circle molding overhanging the beds. It looks like they just squared it off. It was one of those little touches that gave the room some panache.
I wouldn’t pay for this room again. I’d rather go with the corner, fountain view, which has enough space for two but is much cheaper. But if I got it as a complimentary upgrade—not that it’s likely—I would be happy to take it.
For many Vegas visitors, a hotel room is a place to rest their heads for a few hours between rounds of revelry. I like the extra space and don’t mind paying for it. I could’ve thrown that money out to the gambling gods, hoping it lasted long enough to earn me a suite comp. I’d rather pay directly and just gamble to gamble.
