Some friends wanted a Girls Weekend in Atlantic City. One friend was hellbent on going to the Borgata. I've only been to A.C. once before and stayed at a friend's apartment in Brigantine, so I trusted her judgement.
Upon entering, the place is straight up opulence, with flashy lights and glass sculptures throughout. I felt like some good stuff was about to happen with me, and as I boarded the elevator and arrived at the 36th floor, the hallway painted in rich colors and patterns, I became more excited about the exceptional room I was about to enter.
That...did not happen.
For what equated to a $430 a night room (so approximately $143 for my share), my two friends and I got two full-sized beds that had ripped sheets, both full and fitted. The sheets themselves were starchy and uncomfortable to sleep in. After a few minutes of trying to identify the bright yellow crumbs ground into our carpet near our window, we concluded they were either Cheez-Its or Goldfish, The television was old and pretty non-functional; though we weren't in A.C. to watch television, the simple ability to watch the news in the morning would have been nice. The staff was pretty blasé about our situation, unfortunately. Also, the prices they charged for forgotten toiletries (namely, a toothbush and toothpaste) were damn near highway robbery. I guess our two saving graces were the gorgeous bathroom and the view of the Atlantic Ocean and downtown Atlantic City as we, thankfully, scored an ocean-facing room.
We enjoyed the other amenities of the hotel more so. An indoor pool was the perfect respite after a long bus ride down from NYC, despite the relatively early closing time. Izakaya ended up being a delightful "modern Japanese pub" where I partook in succulent lamb chops, and a spin around mur.mur proved to be fun and fancy-free, gorgeous women dancing on tables and even more beautiful people dancing on the floor; well, I just stayed on the sidelines and took it all in. We were there to see Samantha Ronson spin, with hopes of Lindsay Lohan making a random cameo appearance. (Alas...) Oh, and a Ben & Jerry's that's open at 1 a.m.? Screw a night cap. I'll happily take some Phish Food instead!
However, another downfall of this facility was the location. Either pony up $13 for a taxi, or hope you hop on the correct jitney to get you back to the boardwalk area. The ability to walk out of the hotel and take a two second stroll to the beach is not a possibility, and that's a damn shame.
Come for the nightlife. Get a room elsewhere.
(Original Travel Date: August 2010)