The Wild West in Las Vegas

Even among the rattlesnakes, I never feel in danger until we arrive in Las Vegas.  Jim suggests that we spend a few days recovering from our week of boondocking by enjoying the amenities of the Las Vegas park where he winters.  I am initially dazzled by the warm reception we receive, the sparkling pool, clean laundry rooms (yes – laundry rooms, plural) and big giant dumpsters.  Jim warns us in advance of the nefarious activities outside the guarded walls and gates surrounding this RV park.  The park is so lovely, I don’t believe him at first.

The Lights and Sounds of Vegas

Day and night, a procession of sirens plaintively bemoan the passing of a variety of emergency vehicles. Jim says they are mostly police.  Sitting in traffic with our freshly purchased groceries, I see two men narrowly avoid being flattened as they weave between cars behind me.  Seconds behind them an officer in hot pursuit, waves a gun in the air while squeezing between the Jeep and the car behind us. 

This exciting chase occurs just a block from our campground.  I  realize then that walking a block to the nearby casino for a little Vegas entertainment is out of the question.  We retreat to the fortress surrounding our RV.  Through the night, we hear what sounds like the occasional gunshot piercing the night.  From the safety of our RV,  we prepare to escape in the morning.

Nelson - Ghost Town or Clever Retirement Plan?

While in Las Vegas, Jim sneaks us out of the war zone to visit the Ghost Town of Nelson.  Here Storm and I realize that if we had lived out west in zero humidity when we were younger, we could have thrown our junk in our yard. Then after 30 years, we might rename our yard to “The Weathers Ghost Town.”  For our retirement, we could collect fees from folks to visit or get married among our now priceless antiques.  But on the East Coast, first rust and rot take over.  Then the neighbors get upset and next thing you know your future “Ghost Town” has to be shamefully hauled to the dump! 

I wish I seen more of the sights in Vegas.  Because of the limited time we spent outside the park, I only have the photos from Nelson to share.   The rest of the visit, I kept my head down out of possible lines of fire!

About Sunny Weathers

Pilot, motorcyclist and full time RVer. Follow me as I travel all over the US in my Country Coach RV volunteering, making new friends and pursuing a constant outdoor temperature between 70F and 80F. I'll share the fun and the tribulations and any great survival tricks I learn!

2 Replies to “The Wild West in Las Vegas”

  1. Jim & Sandy Dukeman says: Reply

    Man you guys travel fast, seems I just finished a note from you all in AZ. :>) Sandy’s sister lives in Vegas, we spent a couple of days with her and her son. Was glad to get out and probably won’t go back for some time. They have a 12 fence around their complex as well, and being from Chicago they know how to take care of themselves. Glad you made it through the visit, and if you have been in one Casino then you can say that you have been in all of them. :>)) Be safe out there. GOD BLESS

    1. Sunny Weathers says: Reply

      The truth is we keep winding up in places with zero internet. When we get a connection again, I try to post as much as I can before we move on. We just spent a week with NO internet last week in NW Arizona so you will soon see a bunch of post about our recent adventures. Wow – I really did not expect Vegas to be like that. Jim Brown says other parts of the city are better, but we didn’t get a chance to find out. Hope you are weathering the storms out your way! I would love to read the NC news just once and not see storm and flood warnings! Take Care!!

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