It was time for an annual concert that my wife and I attend and this year it was held at the cosmopolitan. This year we decided to go across the street to Paris which in retrospect turned out to be our first bad decision. Now the hotel in itself is nice; lower scale models of actual french architecture and statues, beautifully decorated ceiling and delicious restaurants. It was all enjoyable to gaze up at. That is until you begin to interact with the hotel and staff. For starters, as we checked in, the front desk staff informed me that my card wouldn't be charged until check-out which turned out to be a complete and blatant lie. \""Trusting the staff\"", second big mistake. Fortunately this grossly misleading piece of info didn't affect my weekend but others with a tighter budget may not be so lucky (fair warning to others with future plans). \nMoving forward, as it turns out our room was built for 1 shower a day... I say that because it seemed that the water got hotter by the minute with no way of cooling it down no matter which way you turn the crank. When brought to their attention all they did was attempt to give me a shower-taking crash course and according to the staff I was incapable of understanding the dynamics of shower taking because this problem is \""highly uncommon\"" as it was so delicately explained to me. In the end, we got nowhere.\nNow, normally, when we stay at a hotel we like to gamble there to enjoy part of the experience. \""Giving money to the place that is so far kicking my weekend around\"", third big mistake. Aside from a prize 2 or 3 dealers the floor staff was inattentive, unresponsive and just plain rude. Its no fun to gamble or give away hard earned cash while your trying to order drinks and all the meanwhile getting nothing but scowls and sneers through some judging eyes. It makes for an uncomfortable playing environment. Needless to say the last half of our weekend was spent elsewhere.  \n\nAs I read the first sentence of this review, looking back that we haven't stayed at THAT hotel makes this reviewer realize his biggest mistake of all. Perhaps one of those scalding hot showers will wash or burn away some of these dreadful memories.