Swingers Las Vegas — Local services in Paradise

7/02/25 UPDATE BELOW REVIEW SHAME ON THEM!

Location = B, Value = D, Entry = C, Layout = C-, Putt-Putt = D, Bar = N/A, Carnival = D, Friendliness = A, Overall = D

Overall - trying to be nice & not give this an "F" grade. Super underwhelming & frankly lame. Despite having a bar this just is NOT a place for adults. Children, giddy teens, maybe. But I don't expect this to last, tucked away inside a pricey Hotel/Casino. Truly disappointing.

Location - down inside the Mandalay Bay, bit of a walk but just fine to get to.

Entry - booked a 'tee time' at 2 pm, were early & saw doors open, but was told not quite open, they would open at 1:30pm. They made a line of posts/velvet ropes I guess for the forthcoming afternoon evening. They did open at 1:30 & started right away. Checked in & then a couple sections of stairs to the what is the 2nd level.

Layout & putt-putt - Article I read prior to going boasted about this 3 level putt-putt/carnival/bar playland so we were excited. So entry on the ground floor. Stairs up to what is the 2nd level which is the bar. Then stairs back down to the MAIN putt-putt level. There are 2 separate putt-putt courses here, one left, one right, each just 9 holes & honestly, short/small area.

It's visually cool, initially, but once playing, it's really, very under-whelming. If you're a golfer, it's actually lame. There were numerous attendants. We were given a putter & ball & briefed on rules. EACH hole has a Gold, Silver, Bronze lane/target/tube, so make it in the Gold, it funnels you directly to the hole for usually an Ace. Silver close, bronze a little further. Each hole is actually quite small in overall layout/size which was disappointing. 2 of the 9 holes we played were supposed to have moving obstacles. One was broken according to the attendant, the 2nd (#6) we were told was also broken, but when got onto #7, she told us they just forgot to turn it on so we could replay if wanted, but by then another group moved to it. Play goes quickly since small and gold/silver/bronze put you near the hole. At the 9th hole your ball goes down the hole & an attendant takes your putters. On this day for an extra $10/ea we could go another 9 holes but we'd seen enough. It's really, at best "kiddie putt-putt" for young kids or giddy teens. You can order drinks while playing, which we didn't. I had planned to, but it went so fast it would not have been practical.

Bar - As we first came into the 2nd level, there is a full bar, pub tables & it looks okay. I'd thought we'd come back but never did, so nothing specific to review here.

"Carnival" - we went to the 3rd level where the carnival games are. Typical games: basketball shoot, skeeball, whack-a-mole, water gun race, ball roll race and a souvenir/trinket area. There were a couple 'claw machines' where you could only 'win' rolls of tickets, I guess you get tickets for playing & then redeem them for 'stuff' (like old Chuckie Cheese did). You have to buy credits in order to play the games too.

In the distance I saw another area, roped off but with lights and I thought they just forgot to open the area (like forgetting to turn the putt-putt feature on), but no. I was told it's another 9 hole putt-putt course for when they get extra busy like Fri/Sat nights? Soooo, the actual 'carnival' area is also small, limited & very underwhelming so again, maybe okay for children and giddy teens.

All staff were friendly, no complaints but we had limited interaction too.

Update 7/02/25 Okay, I emailed Chris on 4/16/25 as he requested. NEVER HEARD BACK! (I'll bet he says he never rcvd it!) Its obvious he just posted a "PR" reply for show, but I'm sure they could care less about one person's experience or review. It's a Casino where people are expecting to pay money and they won't miss 1 or 3 of us never returning and even my review won't stop 99% of others from stumbling across this place and paying to get in. So, SHAME ON CHRIS AND THE BUSINESS! (I didn't even mention my buddies injury here &...

I wandered into Swingers Crazy Golf & Carnival at Mandalay Bay on a Tuesday evening with my husband and our adult daughter—visiting from Texas—and we made sure to arrive after 5 pm when it shifts to an adults-only vibe. The moment we stepped inside, warm neon glowed off polished concrete floors, and a cool blast of AC mixed with the sweet tang of cotton-candy syrup in the air.

We kicked things off at the bar. My Carnival Punch arrived in a tall glass, its ruby-red hue catching the light as ice clinked against the sides; each sip was a fizzy swirl of tropical fruit and citrus zest. Our daughter’s gin and tonic sparkled with quivering lime wheels, and my husband’s bottled water steamed faintly in the chill air, its condensation beading like tiny diamonds.

Pulsing club beats vibrated through the floorboards—each bass drop sending a subtle thrill up my spine—while overhead, multicolored bulbs blinked in time, casting playful shadows on striped awnings and vintage duck-pond targets. The scent of wood-fired pizza curled around us, mingling with the fresh pine of emerald-carpeted greens.

On the “Hot Air Balloon” mini-golf course, I felt the cool grip of the putter handle, its textured rubber warming in my palm. As I sent the ball gliding toward a cascading waterfall, I heard the gentle trickle of water echo around the cavernous space. The spinning windmills whirred softly, and when I sank three aces in a row, my heart fluttered with triumph—yet I somehow didn’t “win” those nine holes (I swear the scorekeeper miscalculated!).

Our host then challenged us: if any of us could nail a par-3 on the trickiest hole, we’d earn complimentary shots. The anticipation crackled in the air—like the snap of carnival lights—and when we all succeeded, he delivered on his promise. We chose smooth vodka-based shots over tequila; each swallow burned just enough to warm our cheeks.

Hunger struck next, and we followed the smoky aroma to an Emmy Squared pizza stand. The crust crackled under my fingers as I pulled apart a slice; molten cheese stretched in gooey strands, laced with the earthy perfume of fresh basil and garlic oil.

Between putts and game-play, bartenders glided by with boozy slushies—icy blue swirls that melted on my tongue like a mint-chocolate dream—and a Negroni poured into a lowball glass, amber and aromatic, its bittersweet edges lingering long after the last drop.

The DJ—stationed on a raised platform surrounded by carnival tickets—spun upbeat tracks that had us shimmying between turns. The thrum of laughter, the pop of arcade machines, and the soft hiss of the high-striker’s bell all blended into a joyful symphony.

On a super positive note, they offer a locals discount with just a Nevada driver’s license—us locals hardly ever get a break, so this feels like a rare treat.

I will definitely go back again; it was a blast. It’s wonderful to have something fresh and exhilarating to do in this town. I highly...

The most unprofessional, disrespectful staff I’ve ever encountered at a Las Vegas establishment. We paid for a group of 7 and specifically asked if the 7 of us could golf together. They assured us it was no problem, took our money, and sent us to the course. The young lady that gave us the clubs and balls once we got to Hole 1 was incredibly rude and obnoxious. She aggressively demanded that our group be split into 2, and when we questioned it, she got in my face and called me argumentative. When I told her that she was the only one being argumentative, and that what she was saying made no sense, she started yelling at our group. She ran away and apparently went and called security for some reason.

We had already started golfing (in two groups like she demanded) when she returned with two security members. The security were just as unprofessional as she was. They stood there pointing at me and talking about me for a solid 10 minutes. I walked over and asked if they needed something or what the issue was, and the one guy gets in my face and asks “do you have something to say?” I very kindly and respectfully replied “you guys are pointing at me and talking about me, so it looked like maybe you had a question.” He very rudely gets in my face and tells me to “step away.” I responded very politely to please stop pointing at me and talking about me if they didn’t have any questions or anything to discuss. The whole encounter was very strange and weird, as no one in our group lost their cool or did anything to warrant this behavior. We were also all completely sober.

Throughout our round of golf, the young lady continued to point at me and say things about me to every single customer that golfed after us. The “very tough” security members continued to stare us down. It was completely unacceptable, and these individuals should not be working in the service industry. We couldn’t finish our round and get out of there fast enough.

The course itself was very unimpressive. The holes are all smashed together so you’re literally crammed with dozens of other people as you wait at every hole. They give all the golfers the same color balls, which made absolutely no sense. There is only 9 holes and they were all very easy and seemed like a course that would be designed for children.

I will be sharing my experience widely with leadership at Mandalay Bay and Swingers, as well as on my social media channels. Completely...