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by Marty G., Advertising/Sales Manager
Ask a circle of friends their thoughts about Las Vegas, and you're likely to get a mixed response. My friends either love it or hate it, and it tends to be the same elements that incite both reactions: the high rolling glitz and noise of the casinos. Personally, I've always enjoyed the people-watching and the great array of restaurants and other attractions (or distractions!) Las Vegas can offer. Recent trips to this 24-hour destination have found me staying in mega-properties, with casinos it's hard to find your way out of, and 3,000 other occupants on the same property.

Day One
Since I've been known to be a little tight with my coin, I was intrigued to learn about a new property opening in Las Vegas. Not only was it (gasp!) not going to be on the Strip, but from all descriptions it almost seemed as though the casino side might be an after-thought instead of the sole "raison d'etre."

So after checking out of a convention at one of the strip's mega new properties, we took a short stretch down and off the strip and checked in to The Resort at Summerlin for a preview visit.

Short stretch down and off the strip..The Resort at Summerlin

The Resort at Summerlin is actually two hotels, the Regent Grand Spa and the Regent Grand Palms, surrounded by a $13.5 million complex of gardens, pools and lagoons covering 11 acres, including an 11,000-square-foot, glass-edged pool with a waterfall. The 54-acre resort is just 25 minutes from McCarran Airport and only 15 minutes from the Strip.

The Grand Palms lobby was stately without being austere, welcoming yet elegant. The young lady at the check-in desk was friendly and efficient and whipped us through the process with the utmost of charm.

25 minutes from McCarran Airport and only 15 minutes from the Strip

Our soon-to-be-favorite bellman then showed us to our room where we anticipated the customary five-minute room tour. But this was no ordinary room, even though it was a Regent standard.

Nope, this "standard room" was over 500 square feet, with a large marble bathroom (my wife said she'd be willing to move in), a deep six-jet whirlpool tub, glass-enclosed shower (with two showerheads one normal one affixed to the wall and one overhead to feel like rain), two sinks and a separate room for the toilet with a phone. But it was the other little extras that made that bathroom even more delightful lights that came on slowly so as not to blind you, a shaving shelf (as my wife referred to it) in the shower, plenty of counter space and high enough showerheads that a 6'2" guy like me didn't have to duck to wash his hair.

Standard rooms also feature a small refrigerator (large enough for a few bottles of wine, a block of cheese and fresh baguettes). But the best for this gadget guy was yet to come . . . every room has cordless high-speed Internet connection through a huge 32" television, and more television channels than I could flip through. If the shaving shelf and luxurious marble bathroom transported my wife, I was one button-happy geek. The view from our window balcony was of a series of golf courses and the elegant front lawn of the property.

Once we checked in, we decided to wander the property a little on our own before joining PR maven Sara Harper for the official tour. Our surroundings included nine golf courses, included the TPC Canyons and Summerlin. We felt as though we must have been looking at the world's largest chia pet: take one large stretch of barren, rock strewn desert, add water (enough to fill a small lake), drop in 800 palm trees, carpet the entire area with a rich green carpet of grass, and . . . you have The Resort at Summerlin.

While most of the resort was not yet ready for guests work crews were furiously readying the pool, spa, major restaurants and shops for the October 99 grand opening, the Ceres and Upstairs Market restaurants in the Regent Grand Spa building, as well as the casino, were ready and welcoming. It was easy to see all the attention to detail that had gone in to the design and construction of the property. Even with tools, equipment and rushed workers scurrying around, the place still looked fabulous.

That afternoon, my wife took advantage of an in-room massage, since the Aquae Sulis Spa (a 40,000-square-foot health spa offering a full range of treatments, including massages, facials and loofah scrubs) was not quite ready for in-spa customers yet. She came back from her massage rested and relaxed, and ready for our first meal on property.

By the time Summerlin opens this fall, it will feature six unique restaurants, including an authentic Irish pub. Even though J.C. Woolaghan's was still under construction, the chef and his team prepared a menu sampler that we enjoyed from an open-air terrace just outside the Upstairs Market. Oyster-shooters, sausages and various cheeses whetted our appetites, as a young Irishman perfectly poured pints of half-and-half. Dinner included rounds of Irish soda bread, baked to perfection, and a spectacular steak and Guinness pie. Coffee and bread pudding, plus a little of John Jameson's finest, made the evening complete. The terrace view offered our first glimpse of the Strip from this new perspective and we loved the backdrop it provided.

And then, finally, we had our first formal chance to take a walk through the casino in night mode. We found it breathable, easy to walk through and an enjoyable setting. Live music emanates from a variety of venues; once the resort is completely open, visitors will find live performances nightly.

Day Two
Our next day began with an early call (6:30 a.m.!) in the lobby. A quick 20 minutes later, we found ourselves in the Red Rock Canyon National Conservation area for an early morning tai chi and yoga hike, one of the many unique offerings available through the resort. Seasoned tour guides lead us through an hour-long hike through the foothills of the mountains. The early morning sun was just beginning to warm us when our tai chi leader brought us to a small sandy clearing for a relaxing series of basic stretching and traditional movements.

Chef Will Elliot in Ceres Harvest Room

Upon returning from our hike, and feeling quite proud of our mountaineering skills(okay, they were foothills, but we felt like conquerors!), we returned to the Resort to join Chef Will Elliot in Ceres Harvest Room for a cooking class, yet another of the resort's unique offerings. As he led us through the steps of his Jerusalem Crab Cakes, Chef Elliot also shared the cornerstone of his philosophy for preparing delicious low fat, low calorie meals: "..wholesome food and great flavor are not mutually exclusive." Besides its health-focused menus, Ceres also features one of the country's largest organic wine lists.

Noon was upon us, which meant it was time for our most grand adventure a helicopter tour of the Grand Canyon. A resort-provided limousine took us on the short trip to a helicopter-landing pad at the back of the property's acreage. The private Maverick helicopter was large enough to comfortably hold seven people, so the five of us on board had plenty of room. After the routine-yet-brief safety checks, we started our rise into the desert skies. The pilot had pre-programmed some Enya music to time perfectly with our ascent. As we flew over the Strip and out toward Hoover Dam, the pilot provided us a running narrative of what we were seeing below all scored and accentuated perfectly by the music.

Red Rock Canyon National Conservation area for an early morning tai chi and yoga hike

As we reached the first mountain range, we were flying at about 100 feet. Up and up we went until . . . whoosh. . . we crossed the mountaintop and the ground fell out from under us. Instinctually, we all lifted up our feet, then laughed at the silliness of the reaction. Moments later, we were descending into the Grand Canyon, gliding just a few feet above the canyon's floor to music from "Apocalypse Now" very cool. We stopped for an afternoon snack of champagne, cheese, fruit and sandwiches on top of a cliff, 350 feet above the canyon floor, with a view that was incomparable and breathtaking. My words will never be able to do it justice. A short time later we were bound for the skies again, for a late afternoon fly over of beautiful Lake Mead, followed by a spectacular approach to the Resort at Summerlin.

The excitement and sheer energy of the day had left me a little exhausted and I was ready for my turn with a massage, a first-time ever experience for me. My masseuse, Brian, succeeded in getting out all the soreness left over from my early morning mountain ventures and left me understanding firsthand why people get addicted to massage. While I was vegging, my wife returned from a golf lesson with one of the pros at TPC Canyons.

That evening we ventured back to the Upstairs Market for what has already become a tradition with the locals the Harvest Buffet. This all-you-can-eat seafood, steak, Chinese, sushi, pasta extravaganza overlooked nothing. While Las Vegas certainly has its share of elaborate buffets, the Upstairs Market did not disappoint. A never-ending supply of crab legs and monstrous shrimp made my crustacean-fanatic wife giddy, as did the beautiful and fresh sushi offerings. Several at our table dove into the cooked-to-order steaks, while I settled for a sampling of all of the above, as well as ample piles of pasta. Desserts didn't disappoint either, although none of us had much room left to do more than sample lots of little tastes. Which we did quite happily.

After dinner, I was feeling so good about The Resort at Summerlin (and soooo weighed down by everything I had tasted) that I thought I'd toss that weighty pocket change into a couple of slot machines. As usual, I didn't win anything, although a lady two machines down was filling a bucket with her winnings. But I felt inclined to give something back to the Resort &since it had given me so much.

Photographs by Marty G.