![]() ![]() My friend and I were worried about what to wear but didn’t need to, just be you and be comfortable! There were people on their own, couples, groups and most people we came across were friendly. We followed the information they send before going about dress code, what you can and can’t take in. Food and drinks are a fortune but that seems to be the same everywhere in Vegas. You walk in at the start and think wow this is chilled and then suddenly you.can’t even see the water in the pools as they are full of people. Don’t worry you do… and in our case more! When booking you sign up to a minimum spend which you think how the hell will we spend that amount. This situation was so traumatic that I started taking medications because I started panicking every time I got to a place with crowds.īeing our last planned trip to Vegas (we have been a few times) and that a pool party was on our bucket/midlife crisis list we decided to book a beach couch to see David GuettaĪble to sit 6 people, we had four of us. I got banned for what? For being gay? Or for your employee who has NO respect for a woman, who was abusing from his power? The next day I had bruises all over my body. ![]() ![]() And gave a completely false report to the police. And then, he was ABUSING from his power to hurt me, attack me and quick me out. The police was there and I got banned? I still don’t understand why, first of all, there was PLENTY of straight couples almost having s*x in the pool. That was when he literally threw me out outside and was about to do worse with me. He kept doing it, and I started panicking. I have claustrophobia and panic attacks, the way he was handling the situation made me overwhelmed and I was trying to make him let me go, because I just didn’t want him to keep holding me. He was 3x my size and hurting my while I could barely move. One of the securities, who clearly doesn’t have enough training or maybe is just a AWFUL person, started using force to get me out. I got frustrated and sad with the treatment, and trying to go back inside to tell my friends that I was being quicked out. They thought it was “too much” even though there was people acting way worse. I was humiliated and quicked out because I was kissing a woman. ![]()
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