The bar-hopping destination now has lines and cover charges. Is that a good thing?
I was first introduced to Fremont East the summer before my senior year at UNLV, and the introduction couldn’t have come at a better time. Up until then, my idea of Las Vegas nightlife was purely influenced by the clubs dotting the Strip—expensive drinks, even more expensive bottles, lines and efforts to avoid a $30-$100 cover charge. I began to loathe my dress shoes and button-down.
So Fremont was a godsend. Devoid of cover charges, lines, pricey drinks and dress codes, and with a by-locals-for-locals vibe, it was the perfect place for my 22-year-old self to spend Saturday night. Read Full Story