Leaving Las Vegas for Lake Mead
No, we are not staying in Las Vegas although we will cruise through one evening . . . just because. Taking photos of some of the old casino signs is somewhat appealing but after having driven through the other day, I am having second thoughts. The outskirts of Las Vegas reminds me of that song by Malvina Richards:
Little boxes on the hillside Little boxes made of ticky tacky Little boxes on the hillside Little boxes all the same.
One element of Southwestern architecture I do like is that they choose earth colors to blend in with nature–yeah, I like that a lot.
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Quote of the Day for YOU: Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realise we cannot eat money. ~Cree Indian Proverb