We approached Circus Circus with the sole intent of visiting the Horsearound Bar. After getting a footlong at the lovely Slots O' Fun next door, we sauntered over to Circus Circus. The first visual - a woman, bent over the divider wall right out front, hurling chunks, as her friend held her hair. When she was done, she went back inside. Classy. Go OUTSIDE to puke (lure in the patrons) and go back in when you're done. Once inside, it was as expected - full of your average state fair crowd (lowlifes, screaming kids, overweight people with fanny packs and roots.) The ceilings in here are unusually low and there is an overwhelming sense of panic as one makes his or her way through the masses. Built in 1968, I am amazed that it is still standing. Even at the time, it was considered tacky. They used to have real circus animals and one of the games was to throw balls at an elephants' privates to see if he would scream (one would win a prize.) I can't say it has improved much over the years. The facade is scary, the inside is scary...how, in the age of the Wynn, is this place still around? I mean, I love old Vegas and wish that they hadn't torn down the Stardust and the Frontier...but THIS place is beyond grotesque. Thank goodness the Horsearound Bar was open and functional when we got upstairs. That was worth paving our way up the \""midway.\"" Highlight - they have a classic \""dip and dunk\"" photobooth upstairs for a mere $3!! I have looked high and low for one of these for years. They have two! If you can handle the torture that is Circus Circus, make you way upstairs for a spin on the Horsearound and a photobooth picture.