Armed with my first digital camera (which the Significant Other won during the brief run of "The Real Deal" at the Venetian), we scoped out M Resort on opening night. If Encore marked the return of "the red casino," M responds with what might be called "the resinous casino." If you grew up in a region thick with sap-laden trees, the look will be familiar:
This pillar motif runs throughout the resort …
… as here, over the slot floor.
Fixtures like these …
… also make nifty places of concealment for the domes that mask the PTZ surveillance cameras.
This lovely canopy in the grand foyer …
… is but a stone's throw from the check-in desk.
The sports book. Obviously.
The requisite wild-and-crazy casino carpet, for those who dig that jazz.
Blown-glass ornaments in the VIP players' lounge, where the TV (not shown) …
… was set to Family Guy, in a gesture of impeccable taste. Other teevees throughout the property were tuned to either ESPN or Fox Noise, er, News. The lounge was also home to …
… this floral arrangement. (Like, duh.)
Sample table setting (out of several) in one of the smaller meeting rooms.
Just add conventioneers and stir. (Groovy carpet, huh?)
Lastly …
… your humble blogger comes to grips with one of M's self-service beverage stations. As you can see, I'm partial to the Real Thing. And, yes, I often look similarly vexed. All this and we still got home in time for United States of Tara. (Toni Colette can play damn near anything.)
Enjoy!
