The gaming area was spacious and well-designed, with there being a competent blonde group of dancers doing various numbers on stage - quite good for people who need a muse, some distraction or an opportunity to rest their eyes (to a limited extent, I suppose, cos some of the girls were gorgeous). Obviously, I couldn't take pictures so you have to take my word for it....
The gaming was fine. The City of Dreams has the usual glut of jackpot machines as well as more than ample table games, the most popular of which are the usual suspects - Sic Bo (Da-Xiao or Big-Small) and Baccarat.
The tables are not too crowded and you do not need to push your way past a horde of people in order to place your bet. There is however, sufficient volume, and, at least for Baccarat, the games develop quickly enough for those who choose not to play at every opportunity but prefer instead to wait for a 'desirable' pattern to emerge.
The croupiers are adept and competent generally, which means that payouts are made quickly and correctly (those of you who know what I am talking about thus far will no doubt be familiar with novice dealers who sometimes take an age to deal cards and calculate winnings), leaving err...investors to concentrate on... investing. The investors I encountered were generally polite and did not complain when I leveraged on their bets to surmount the Minimum Bet threshold.
As I generally do not like... investing during holidays, I played just a few games to get a feel of the place, made 100HK (for those of you who like to skim-read, it's 100HK, not 100k - please breathe), and then went off to walk around the nearby environs...
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