Oh, Vegas. The only place where, in order the get a nice room for the night, you must drag your suitcase through a smoky casino, past geriatric gamblers and drunken frat boys, risking possible seizure (or headache at least) from all the blinking lights and badly patterned carpets. \n\nNot so at The Hotel. A refuge of understated sophistication, The Hotel mixes dark woods, brushed chromes, cool marbles, and plush fabrics to create sleek interiors that feel both modern and classic. Cozy beds and spa-worthy bath products add to the relaxation factor.\n\nUrbane and elegant, The Hotel is everything that the rest of the strip is not. And I mean that in a really good way.