Dingy’s next great idea for Vegas will be to make gambling illegal.
I was there last August and won about $200 playing quarter wheel of fortune. Have stayed there a couple times, I like that you don’t have to walk what seems like miles to get to the casino and your room.
Noooooooooo......
Anyway, I remember them bringing around the free drink. Damn, those were good drinks. Who knows, maybe I put more than $600 into those slot machines. But I definitely came out ahead at the blackjack tables. That I know for sure.
Had fun at the Sahara and sad to now know that was my last night.
Vegas has huge problems. Between the economy and casinos now legal in a number of other states, the future doesn’t look good.
My wife and I were at the Sahara back in 1972! First time there and we had fun! We didn’t win much but then we didn’t lose much either!
In the years since I usually take a trip over there and play a bit. My brother-in-law and I had a blast there one nite!
It is sad to see it closed!
Sad to see it go. It was from a better time in Las Vegas.
I’ll be in Vegas in May. I hope I get to shoot craps there one last time. I really like the Sahara. It just has this whole feeling of faded cool.
Hate to say it. . , but the Vegas hotel unions were strongly for Dingy Harry and the One.
Elections have consequences. They made their beds, time to lie down in them. . .
I stayed there about 10 years ago. I liked the authentic casino atmosphere. It was a casino and not theme park. Sad to see it go.
In Dec. 1966 I was 19 yrs old, home on leave from the Army . I would dress in my uniform and go to The Shara every night to see Don Rickles in the lounge (he still cracks me up). I was never carded while in uniform
Late one night I went into the Sahara coffee shop, in uniform, and sat down at the counter...in a booth behind me sat Frank Sinatra, Joey Bishop, Buddy Hackett and Peter Lawford.
The waitress came to me, told me that someone who wishes to remain anonymous would like to buy me anything I wanted. I had a milk shake.
I'll never forget The Sahara
“The town will never be the same. After the Tangiers, the big corporations took it all over. Today it looks like Disneyland. And while the kids play cardboard pirates, Mommy and Daddy drop the house payments and Junior’s college money on the poker slots. In the old days, dealers knew your name, what you drank, what you played. Today, it’s like checkin’ into an airport. And if you order room service, you’re lucky if you get it by Thursday. Today, it’s all gone. You get a whale show up with four million in a suitcase, and some twenty-five-year-old hotel school kid is gonna want his Social Security Number. After the Teamsters got knocked out of the box, the corporations tore down practically every one of the old casinos. And where did the money come from to rebuild the pyramids? Junk bonds. But in the end, I wound up right back where I started. I could still pick winners, and I could still make money for all kinds of people back home. And why mess up a good thing? And that’s that.” - Casino