Nobu Hotel at Caesars Atlantic City

If I hadn't come for a specific event, I wouldn't return. My room's front door stuck and barely locked, smelled of smoke even though it was non-smoking, and they wouldn't move us. I asked three times for extra pillows and none arrived. The shower pressure was worse than at an outdoor campsite, the AC struggled to get below 72, and they charged for internet when I was already paying $700 a night. Check-in dragged with only two people at the desk, and the directions to the elevator and room amounted to “go that way.” Caesar’s isn't spared from Atlantic City's decline. The casino floor feels old, mostly slots, and had few open table games even on Saturday night. Every open table had a wait. Dealers seemed apathetic, barely spoke English or didn't want to talk. Getting one drink from the 70-year-old cocktail waitress Mary Ann was a struggle, though she was doing her best.

The room was in pretty good shape, with nice dimmable lighting, and it was clean. It had an easy route to the boardwalk and a greyhound bus stop. The ocean view was only partial, though it had been advertised as an ocean view, and it seems a regular ocean view gets marketed as a panorama ocean view. Body wash was missing from the shower. Gordom Ramsey Pub & Grill served great food, and I'd recommend the burger. I've uploaded the venues' hours of operation.

The room felt designed for looks, with no practical function: no refrigerator or microwave. As soon as we walked in, the smell of weed hit us. Customer service was no help at all, and the atmosphere felt like a shabby soup kitchen.

I stayed here over the summer, along with another hotel. The renovated floors look gorgeous, and the rooms are beautiful. The casino could use more than a few blackjack tables, though.