After an unsuccessful second attempt to enter my room, I went to the front desk for assistance. I called the front desk to confirm my room number. When I went to my room, my room key didn't work. After some time gambling in the casino, I chose to leave my husband in the casino and retire for the night. The 'entertainment' was isolated to two young girls that looked incredibly uncomfortable dancing on a stage in the center of the room. After eating dinner at another hotel, we returned to the Hard Rock Hotel to have a few cocktails at their 'exclusive' nightclub on the top floor. The sixteen year-olds working at the front desk were more interested in socializing with each other that ensuring our fastidious check-in. My husband and I met our friends on a Friday night to stay at this hotel.
