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!