Sentiment analysis: This place is a great place to escape from reality for a few days. The RV campground is very large and has a number of amenities, which makes your stay pleasant. It has a close proximity to the Strip. Unfortunately, the spaces are tight in between units and it is located next to an Interstate. Even with this, we slept soundly in the RV campground. The security at the front gate was a positive even though the RV was in a good neighborhood. The pool, laundry facilities, bathroom were all well maintained and clean. Would I recommend this park? Absolutely. Would we come back? Absolutely. Informational: We travel in a 36' Class A RV.
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positive

Sentiment analysis: I try enjoy their food, and their drinks are good as well. You should totally try their cherry mojito, it's great. Unfortunately, their service is awful. I went there with some friends tonight and the experience left a horrible taste in my mouth. Our server was impossible to understand, she kept talking to us in a combination of mumbling and slurring so we got about every fourth word. She took forever to do anything; one of my friends ordered a beer and it took 20 minutes. Our food took twice as long, the order was incomplete and we kept having to ask for the rest of it. It them took 15 minutes to get our check and to get a to go box. Overall, I think we'll try another spot for wings next time, bad service will always win over good food.
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negative

Sentiment analysis: AM PM...you thought stood for, I don't know, maybe morning and night. No. AM PM...stands for... Aimless Psychotic Maniacal Men. Yes I said it. I'm a city snob. I left the white, pristine silicone sands of North Scottsdale for the oh so diverse and gritty crowd of our up and coming downtown Phoenix. I did. Shoot me. This mini market location is in the Hall O Freakin' Fame of jacked up mini marts across the country. We've all been there. Have you been to this one? Holy crap. Aside from the $.45 ATM charge for buying their goods (which sucks ass) is this... "Hey, Mister, I lost my bus pass and need money to get to my violin lesson." "Don't park so close to my Monte Carlo fag." And my favorite "Me and her are lost. We're s'posed to be at, um, Injun School and Center Avenue to meet my dude..." I'll spare you the rest. Inside, the goods are limited, the chocolate bars melted and yes, I'm gonna say it, the folks running those registers can be, shall I say, AROMATIC. Good Night.
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negative