This is the new rage: bars on the beach run by the casinos -- pay a cover charge and you come into this bar that features beds. For some reason, it reminded me of the Orion slave girl scene from Star Trek. It even had a stage where a scantily clad woman danced like a stripper with a hula hoop.
OK, I sound like a fart who doesn't enjoy fun. Sorry. For some reason, I wasn't in the mood.