After looking for the best deal, and most conveniently located hotel, that was somewhat affordable in Las Vegas during CES, Dan and I settled (and SETTLED we did), for the Flamingo Hotel. Within walking distance of the Venetian, where we could visit many of the exhibitors, and easily catch a shuttle to the Convention Center, the Flamingo Hotel turned out to be the SECOND MOST DISGUSTING PLACE in which we have ever stayed. Rooms at this hovel (not a typo) range from 35.00 in the low season to 289.00 for rip off season. They have a lot of nerve.Arriving at midnight after a LONG ASS day of flying due to a snow storm in our layover city, Chicago, all we wanted was a quick bite and a comfy bed, on which to rest our pretty heads. Sadly, the line to check in, had at least 20 people in front of us. We waited patiently, knowing that would happen very soon. We checked in, then walked through the smoky filled casino to the FOOD COURT to grab a bite.\nWe waited on line to order a burger and salad, at Johnny Rocket's. seconds, I finally go to order my long awaited tuna salad, at 12:00 midnight and 3 seconds. \"We don't serve tuna after midnight\". I perused the menu, and SETTLED on a turkey burger. \"We don't serve turkey burgers after midnight\", said the fellow at the cash register.\n\"Are you kidding me?\", I asked. He wasn't.\"We serve burgers or eggs\", the young man told me.\nDan ordered his burger and I sauntered over to the other seemingly healthy food option, a Chinese Chicken Salad from L.A. salad and wraps.\nSuffice it to say, the CHICKEN that was on top of this lettuce, green onion, fried chinese noodle mix, was not EXACTLY chicken. It was other worldly. I think maybe it was chicken roll or something else fashioned into a flat cutlet type thing.\nWe guzzled the food, and couldn't wait to get upstairs, proving that when I'm hungry I will eat anything.\nArrving on the 8th floor, it was clear that they place was a well worn. The halls weren't all that clean. I take that back. They were gross. There were rips in the carpet, along with gum smooshed into it. The doors were all dirty too. I chalked it up to old age, and was a little forgiving, but still not happy.\nThe room came with a view (this was NOT it), and all the loud sounds that come, an entire city block of construction. Right outside my window! The room, with its ancient furniture, wasn't HORRIBLE.\nThe roach crawling on the wall, on the other hand was.The bathroom was replete with toothpaste. Oh, not toothpaste to use with my toothbrush.\nThis toothpaste, was in the air conditioning grates....Perhaps the maid missed it...All five days, that we stayed there.\nShe also missed the q-tip that was stuck in between the missing tiles. Well, they weren't missing, they were just behind the toilet. She did miss the giant hair that was stuck to the ceiling also.\nNone of this was nearly as nauseating as the 2 inches of dust, that was living in the bathroom lighting fixtures. Let's just say the place is a little run down. Understatement.\nThe toilet was also DISGUSTING. ALL FIVE DAYS.\nAfter checking for bedbugs, assuming that the housekeeping staff, would make sure that the room was really clean the next day, we HAD TO GO TO sleep. It was already after 1:30AM, and I was in no mindset, to call to bitch and moan. Did I just say that? We had to be up and out by 8:00AM, and I needed some rest.\nI woke up with a stiff neck from using pillows that ranged from 6-8 inches high. Right before we left in the morning, I called housekeeping and asked for one, only one, DECENT pillow, explaining that these were all too rubbery and hard and I couldn't afford to work CES with a neck ache. She said, \"Sure thing. No problem.\"\nLater that night ( it was actually the next morning at around 1:30), we arrived back to the room after a LONG day of press events and parties, ready for sleep. The beds had been made, the garbage disposed of, towel folded, and sink cleaned. The toothpaste, dust, broken tiles and q-tip all remained untouched. Doesn't the housekeeping staff get trained in CLEANING?In addition, as far as I could tell, there was no pillow replacement. They all ranged from 6-8 inches high, and impossible for me to use. I slept without one.The next morning, with another crick in my neck, I called to ask about the pillows. This time the answer was, \"Those are the ONLY pillows that we have. They are all the same. The housekeeper brought you a new one\". I scratched my head. We spied these two pillows on the floor....yes I said, \"on the floor\", in front of another guest's room. They were there for at least 8 hours. Clearly I am not the only one, that doesn't like sleeping on HARD RUBBER. But I digress.