I visited the Wynn in the wee early hours opening day Thurs 4/28. I also had the pleasure of staying there Monday night after being bumped from my flight. Thanks to the Wynn casino hosts for putting me up at 11 PM on 1/2 hour's notice.
Everyone I met was raving about the fact that Steve Wynn is once again at the helm of a casino-hotel and we patrons no longer have to deal with casino-hotels run by mindless, faceless corporations. I drove by the employee entrance and saw numerous staff members walking to the employee parking lot, you never saw a more joyous group! They are all appreciative of getting jobs there -- they know they are the best of the best.
My room was on the 33rd floor facing west (Treasure Island, Fashion Show Mall). (There are no floors 40-49 out of respect for Orientals, many of whom believe the number 4 to be unlucky). After figuring out the electric inner and outer curtains, I was surprised by a flash of light -- I looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows to see the fireworks and pirate-ship act at TI. I was higher than the top of the Mirage, TI or the Venetian; I was about at eye level with the rooftop bar at the Palms.
The room itself features a Gateway plasma HDTV which flashed, "Welcome Mbstone." The remote control for the TV is a Wynn OEM product with myriad individual buttons for various functions labeled, for example, "Check Out." The HDTV is mounted on a hinge that swings out from the wall. There is another plasma HDTV in the bathroom, with its own remote, visible from the bathtub.
The king bed reminded me of a Heavenly Bed, it had a comforter encased in sheets and about 6 pillows. Silky robes; and his-and-hers slippers (keep 'em) are in the closet. There is a sofa and minibar; a desk has a fax/printer and high speed internet.
The alarm clock/CD player, also a Wynn OEM product, was remarkably easy to use.
My room was decorated with orange walls with red-orange-yellow paintings of flowers.
The bathroom features a tub and shower, two sinks, TV, phone in toilet area, hairdryer, scale, and much swag.
The casino is very, very large, and can be challenging to the elderly and those with weak bladders (restrooms can be distant and hard-to-find). The casino and public areas are lavishly decorated with flowers and beautiful carpeting. Your red-and-gold room key is also your players' club card, and vice versa. The table limits were reasonable. RFID tags embedded in chips $25 and up speed the cashing-out process, they do not have to ask you what table you were playing at, or call the pit to verify that you won the chips (to thwart attempts to cash stolen or purloined chips). The chips are placed on a sensor at the cashier's cage and presumably are matched with the table to which the chips were issued.
They have the usual array of shops, restaurants, and services including a 24-hour coffee shop, buffet, and steakhouse. There is a Ferrari and Maserati dealership complete with service bays; there was a long line to enter the showroom. The central pool area features a bar with some blackjack tables, and many cabanas. Middle-aged men with gold chains could be heard in front of the cabanas transacting various types of business on their cell phones. One of the pool areas has a sign, "European-style sun bathing permitted, no minors allowed."
Two cab drivers said they didn't like the arrangement whereby they have to navigate an underground tunnel to get to the taxi stand -- but there were ample outgoing cabs. At one point I had to check two computer bags with the bellman, who asked me if they were fragile. I said "yes," expecting him to refuse the bags. Instead, he placed big pink "Fragile" tags on them.
My wife was impressed, as was I, with the gracious staff. She reported asking one of the purple-suited security staffers for directions, and on each occasion the security person did not point, but walked her to her destination. They also addressed her by name (!).