"In grammar school they taught me that a frog turning into a prince was a fairy tale. In the university they taught me that a frog turning into a prince was a fact!" -Ron Carlson
The prime rib at Sir Galahad's Pub & Prime Rib House in Excalibur. I wish that cow a happy afterlife.
Tournament of Kings. They were all so good looking and athletic. And the guys riding the horses weren't too bad either. ;)
The Bad:
Luxor's inclinators. They seriously need a better system. A room key is needed to access the guest floors, but you have to put the key in and punch the button of your destination floor before the doors close (automatically, and after only a few seconds) in order to make it work. Once the doors close, it won't work. Period. You end up on the floor of whoever next calls the elevator. They neglect to tell you that when you check in. We only figured it out through trial and error. And even after we'd figured out how to work the *&$%^ things, we almost always ended up in an elevator with a family who hadn't figured it out, couldn't speak English, and had planted themselves right in front of the key slot so no one else could do it. Frustrating.
For a medieval themed hotel/casino - with a major show featuring horses, no less - Excalibur has an appalling lack of anything equine in their shops. You can get dragons and swords aplenty, but nothing even remotely related to horses. Disappointing.
Waiting for a shuttle at the airport took over half an hour. While all the other shuttle companies had shuttles running up to the curb constantly, the one we happened to pick apparently had exactly two. And they took their sweet time about it too. We took a taxi back to the airport.
The Ugly:
While the prime rib was good, I spent the entire dinner at Sir Galahad's trying hard not to look at the creamed spinach next to it on the plate. How anyone could eat that without gagging is beyond me. It looked like something my cat might spit up. :p
