I tend to stay away from clubs in general because when I was in my 20's, I told myself I would not be like those \"older\" women who still went clubbing.  Unfortunately, I still find myself frequenting the clubs from time to time and just tell myself that 30s are the new 20s.  Yeah, whatever.\n\nSo the view is really gorgeous, as stated in everyone's reviews.  My friend's co-worker had a host at the Palms, so we were able to get a VIP table--or maybe all tables are VIP?  Anyways, I have to say that what I enjoyed the most was eat being able to walk past the long line without having to wait to get into the damn club.  There was a two-bottle minimum for our table.  Since we only had four people, we pretty much had one bottle left over.  However, since my friend and I were staying at the Palms, we were able to take it back to our room---one of the bouncers had to escort us carrying the bottle himself and we were able to go down in a different private elevator.\n\nThe crowd seemed like your average Vegas bunch---half naked women and drunk men.  Music was okay.  I don't recall the ceiling over the dancefloor ever retracting, though.  The place is pretty big, including an upstairs and two balconies.  The waitresses are pretty hot as well--it was kinda weird having them pour all our drinks for us and stand over our table every so often.  Talk about service....every time our bucket was slightly empty, some guy would refill it...whenever we finished our drink, someone would immediately take the empty glass away and clean the table...the carafes of cranberry and orange juice wouldn't even be 1/2 empty and they'd take it away only to replace it with a full one.  Man, I could get used to going VIP.  I have no idea how much it all cost bc someone else took care of the bill, thank God, but I'm sure it was near $1000 w/ tip if one bottle of Grey Goose is $475.   I doubt I'd go back, but at least I got to check it out once!