|Pilot must've came too fast, never pulled out.|
First, we stopped in the ghost town of Goldfield. At least, the guidebooks call it a ghost town. The residents would probably disagree. We stopped in Beatty, finding a geocache in an old airplane marking the entrance to the Angel's Ladies brothel ("Free all night truck parking!"). We then took a side trip to the real ghost town of Rhyolite, where we encountered unexpected artworks, an abandoned town, and fenced-off gold mine shafts.
|The Last Supper, with fiberglass ghosts.|
|Red Rock Canyon has red rocks. Who knew?|
We headed into town and picked up Abby's car from the Golden Nugget valet. Abby dropped me off at the McCarran rental car center, and we all met back up an hour later at the Silver Sevens, where we'd each booked rooms for the night (mine was comped). Into my rental, and our first stop was the Welcome to Las Vegas sign. It took me 13 trips, but I finally stopped and took my photo there.
|I can see my happy place from here!|
|Here's a random photo of Vegas I took on|
day 8. Day 9 was too full of moseying to
spend time taking pictures.
|Always take in the Fountains of Bellagio with|
the love of your life. Always.
|Just like the one in L.A., which had a line two|
blocks long when I considered stopping
|The $28 million dollar man|
|Until next time, Vegas. Keep my money warm.|