Ah, the Girls of Glitter Gulch....

Ah, the Girls of Glitter Gulch. Coyly inviting you whilst you stumble down Fremont after one or seven too many drinks. In spite of my best efforts, I once again find myself on their doorstep, cash in hand with promise of naked women inside. The club itself is not too bad. Dark, smoky and loud but with good lines of sight from everywhere at the stage. However, to appreciate the best of Glitter Gulch, you need to sit at the rail. Here you will be assaulted with an unending stream of boobs in your face (and an unending stream of dollar bills leaving in tips). There are many attractive dancers here (and a few who missed out on Deja Vu's promise of 3 ugly ones).

The club itself seems very long front to back, with a short storefront on Fremont. Upon entering, the stage is in front of you, booths to the left and off the the right is a bar and some private dance areas. Sometimes you will be helped finding a seat, sometimes you can find one on your own. A waitress will be by shortly to ensure you get your two drink minimum in (protip: the Long Island Iced Teas have always been very very strong -- maybe not worth $10, but better than an MGD). Sometime before or after you get your drinks, you will get the hustle. The hustle is strong with these women. I recall telling one girl "no" more than 6 times before she finally got mad and found someone else to badger.

Strong drinks and naked women (some of them very attractive) is where the good deals end at GG.