Join Date: May 2002
Location: Orange County, Calif.
Ferrari Life Posts: 1,696
This past Wednesday, I stopped at the Wynn Hotel in Las Vegas. After dropping my wife off at the Paris, I went to the Wynn. Traffic was bad and I turned one turn early. I was going east along the hotel. I saw the South Entrance to the Wynn Hotel. I went in. I was stopped by a security guard who spoke fairly good English. After asking him where the service department for the dealership was, he said, “Do you have a reservation?” I said, “No.” The security guard said I needed a reservation to go to the dealership.” I just looked at him and said, “Where is the service department for the dealership?” He told be where to go. I was going to tell him where to go but I did not.
After a couple of turns, I again met a security guard. Again, he said I needed a reservation to go to service. Stupid people!
Anyway, I finally got to a parking place at the hotel. A cute young lady opened a door for me into the hotel. Opps, to want the service department not the pretty showroom. Well, the female escort was surprised. She said she would get someone to drive my car to the service area. Wrong. No one drives my sweet little thing. After Jeremy got in the passenger seat, I drove down to the service area.
That I met the English dude who is the service manager (service writer). Very nice chap, say what. Kevin Taylor knows his stuff. He explained to me if I needed to have my car taken to his shop from the armpit of California (Baker), he could do that with ease. This is what I wanted to know. I now have a few business cards. The troops in the shop know their stuff. I tested and teased them and they were very good.
I do not know about the $10 charge to get in the showroom but I bet if I wanted to, I could have gotten in for free.
12 cylinders or walk