content: My fourth time in Vegas we stayed at the Luxor. \n\nProbably wasn't such a good thing that the third time we were at the Venetian because the standard had been set pretty high.  Really though we weren't looking for a total Vegas experience.  My boyfriend was there for work and we kind of just planned to chill. \n\nIn the 110 degree sun we spent time at the pool and I was busy looking for shade because there is no way you can drink vodka and grapefruit juice slathered in oil baking under a sub-Saharan sun.  The pool was very packed and I was a little surprised because there are such nice pools nearby, like Mandalay Bay.  But it was convenient and apparently a popular weekend to be in Vegas.  \n\nAs I lay in the shade scanning the complementary Vegas magazine I can't help but look at everybody, I'm looking at their bodies and their state of intoxication.  I'm wondering how much time they spend at the gym, what Midwest state they are from and if the couple making out on the side of the pool are on ecstacy. I am wearing dark sunglasses so for all these people know I could be asleep and am not staring at their breasts. I look back at my magazine when the ladies who are sitting directly across from me return with their aluminum bottles of Bud Light.  One of them has a fresh looking tattoo and I squint to try to make out the words and as I stare and squint I see that it says in curly lettering \""Brad's Bitch.\""  Did she have a crazy drunken night or what?  I then thought that there is no way someone would really tattoo that on themselves but then I thought, maybe someone actually would. Some guys came by their chairs and one of them posed for a picture next to her freshly tattooed arm.  Could that have been Brad?  I mean I hope that was Brad and I hope that was his real name.\n\nThis was one of three stories I left the Luxor with so I'm giving it only two stars because there are many other options in Las Vegas.  I truthfully can't say it was a bad experience overall but the atmosphere felt like Reno,