Thousand Trails Las Vegas

This is probably my least favorite Thousand trails I've been in. The lots are tiny and so close together you cannot get your awning out. We had to talk to the neighbor to be able to park on our lot and a little of theirs. Amenities are not very updated. Probably not going there again.

We stayed in a cabin to enjoy Las Vegas, but stay off the strip! It definitely was a great spot for us. The cabin was comfortable, well stocked, and the perfect getaway spot. Easy access to all of the places we wanted to go to, but far enough away to be outside of the craziness of Las Vegas. The staff was very nice and accommodating, the pool and hot tub were clean and wonderful to soak in at the end of the day, and all in all we had a wonderful stay! Should we hit up Las Vegas again, we will be back!

Calling 1000 Trails Las Vegas a “resort” is honestly impressive marketing. This place feels more like a neglected parking lot that someone forgot to maintain for a decade. From the moment you arrive, it’s clear that upkeep is not a priority—broken amenities, tired facilities, and an overall vibe of “we already got your money, good luck. I’m more terrified of the staff than the location as well. Staff acts as if your presence is a personal inconvenience.

My Daughter belongs to Thousand Trails so she gets a free week once a year at any Thousand Trails location. We chose Las Vegas as my Wife & I had never been there. Very close to downtown and we stayed in the "Gambler" unit. Freshly painted and had everything we needed for our stay. Yes, it is small but we never really spent much time there. It served our purposes perfectly. POOL IS OPEN!!

I have mixed feelings on this place. The staff was very nice and helpful. I met some nice people. The location was scary. The homeless population was everywhere in that area. I had my car alarm set off every night. Someone tried to pry into my truck tonneau cover. I carried everywhere I took my dog out at night. I had a weird neighbor who seemed like he was tweaking out. I think he was the one messing with my truck. I felt the camping spots were to close together. My weirdo neighbor saw me fighting a bee and tried to hand me a flyswatter. So he must have been watching me to see that and the bee. I was glad to leave.