10.30.13 … Viva Las Vegas … the only gambling I did was in the TSA Security Line …

Las Vegas NV, Hoover Dam/The Grand Dam, The Neon Boneyard, The Strip, been there done that, TSA:  Grand week in LV …  can’t say that I plan to go back … been there done that.

First impression … the wind!  Monday 10.28 was the third windiest day I have experienced … without a storm such as a hurricane. The first was at 19 and in downtown Chicago, the second was at 40 and in downtown Chicago. The wind was so strong you had to push yourself to move forward.


Wind gusts of more than 100 mph blew through the Las Vegas Valley and Spring Mountains on Sunday and Monday, bringing power outages and wind damage with them.

The National Weather Service recorded 70-mph gusts in Kyle Canyon. The strongest was measured at 77 mph, and weather service meteorologist Chris Stumpf said that area had trees and fences blown down.

A spokesman from The Resort on Mount Charleston in Kyle Canyon said the resort’s power went out three or four times overnight Sunday.

A 103-mph wind gust was recorded near the Mount Rose ski resort between Tahoe and Reno.

Power outages early Monday morning affected 700 residents near the Fashion Show mall, 650 Indian Springs residents and 70 Goodsprings residents, NV Energy spokesman Mark Severts said.

“Our crews have to drive the length of the line to find the outage,” Severts said.

NV Energy confirmed a smaller outage near Flamingo Road and Eastern Avenue affected about 220 people Monday afternoon.

Main Street Station and the Plaza hotel-casino both reported brief outages Monday afternoon too.

via High winds pummel Las Vegas Valley | Las Vegas Review-Journal.

So I loved the Hoover Dam and its history and art and of course there is a good dog story!


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Hoover Dam, said Hansen, represented for him the building genius of America, \”a monument to collective genius exerting itself in community efforts around a common need or ideal.\” He compared the dam to such works as the great pyramids of Egypt, and said that, when viewing these man-made structures, the viewer often asks of their builders, \”What manner of men were these?\”

The sculptor, according to Hansen, tries to answer this question objectively, by \”interpreting man to other men in the terms of the man himself.\” \”In each of these monuments,\” he said, \”can be read the characteristics of these men, and on a larger scale, the community of which they are part. Thus, mankind itself is the subject of the sculptures at Hoover Dam.\”

via Bureau of Reclamation: Lower Colorado Region – Hoover Dam: Artwork.

Hoover Dam is named for Mr. Herbert Hoover, the Nation\’s 31st President. When construction of the dam was initiated, on September 30, 1930, Secretary of the Interior Ray Lyman Wilbur ordered that the dam to be built in the Black Canyon of the Colorado as part of the Boulder Canyon Project Act was to be called Hoover Dam. By a Congressional Act of February 14, 1931, this name was made official.

After Mr. Hoover left office, the names \”Boulder Canyon Dam\” and \”Boulder Dam\” were frequently used when referring to the dam, allegedly because the new Secretary of the Interior did not like Mr. Hoover. However, the name of the dam was never officially changed from \”Hoover.\”

In the 80th Congress (1947), a number of bills were introduced to \”officially\” restore the name of Hoover Dam.

via Bureau of Reclamation: Lower Colorado Region – Hoover Dam: What is in a Name?.

And here is the dog story …

He inspected everything daily. As the dam rose higher and higher he had to ride the skips, a type of open-air elevator, to cover the ground. When he wanted to board a skip, he barked, and the operators always stopped for him. The mascot would hop aboard and bark again at the level where he wished to get off.

Trainers will tell you that one of the most difficult tricks to teach an animal is to get them to walk on any swaying, unstable surface, but Hoover Dam\’s mascot raced happily back and forth across the swinging catwalks slung across the canyon seven hundred feet above the Colorado River.

The Hoover Dam mascot was not a one-man dog. He had no master. He belonged to the dam and everyone connected with it, and they all belonged to him! If he decided to work overtime at his favorite job of chasing ring-tailed cats that infested the tunnels, he hitched a ride back to town in the first Bureau of Reclamation or Six Companies car, truck or transport that happened along. No one ever remembers him accepting a ride from anyone not connected with the dam. How he could differentiate between dam workers and casual visitors no one could figure out, but it is a known fact that he did.

Everyone wanted to feed the dog, and being a dog, he found it hard to refuse. He became quite sick. The worried workers then decided that the dog needed supervised feeding. Arrangements were made with the commissary for the dog to be fed and word was passed to all workers not to offer him any more food.

The commissary packed a lunch for him every day and he soon learned to carry it in his mouth when he boarded the transport. At the construction site, he placed the sack alongside the workers\’ lunch pails and went about his business. When the whistle blew, the dog raced for his sack and sat patiently until someone opened it for him.

On a day when the blazing desert sun, combined with a blast furnace wind, pushed the thermometer over the 120-degree mark, the dog found a spot of shade under a truck. The driver never noticed the sleeping dog when he started up and drove off.

News of the fatal accident was phoned to town and it was the quietest afternoon Boulder City ever experienced. Later, rough, tough, hard-rock men wept openly and unashamed as they slammed their ear-shattering jackhammers into the hard rock cliff, carving out the grave which was to be the Hoover Dam mascot\’s tomb.

So, in death as in life, the Hoover Dam mascot looks upon the dam he loved for as long as it will stand and when the wind howls around the towers of the dam, the old-timers smile knowingly. It isn\’t wind. It\’s the dog baying at the ring-tailed cats.

via Bureau of Reclamation: Lower Colorado Region – Hoover Dam: Dog on a Catwalk.

The Neon Museum, the Neon “Boneyard”:  A friend insisted I go … I’d go again!

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Most of our signs are exhibited in “The Boneyard” where they serve as inspiration to fascinated artists, students, historians and designers.  It is home to some of the most treasured and world-famous signs of Las Vegas – Caesars Palace, Binions Horseshoe, the Golden Nugget  and the Stardust. The two-acre Musuem campus includes the adjacent Neon Boneyard Park as well as the \”The Boneyard\” which houses more than 150 historic signs. Each sign in the collection has a unique story about who created it, what inspired it, where and when it was made, and how it fits into the development of Las Vegas and the citys rich history.  Changes and trends in design and technology are also illustrated in the pieces that range from the 1930s to the present day.

via Neon Boneyard – The Neon Museum Las Vegas | Guided tours available daily.

The Neon Museum officially “opened” with the installation of its first refurbished sign, the Hacienda Horse and Rider, at the intersection of Las Vegas Boulevard and Fremont Street.

Today, restored signs can be viewed as public art and visited on a self-guided tour twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. The gallery includes, among others, the Lucky Cuss Motel, the Bow & Arrow Motel, The Silver Slipper, Binion\’s Horseshoe, the Normandie Motel, Dot’s Flowers, the Landmark and 5th Street liquors.

via The Collection – The Neon Museum Las Vegas | Guided tours available daily.

The Strip:  I took two long walks along the Strip … the first I’ll call Massive Sensory Overload … I had a headache ever since I arrived (it actually went away while at the Hoover Dam) … I returned to my hotel the night before and curled up … I was so relieved to move from the the Paris, to MGM, to NY NY, to Luxor and then from the Mandalay Bay part of the building to the Four Seasons part. My sensory overload went down with each step I walked. It was amazing how much more pleasant the Four Seasons was.  I can honestly say that LV was not on my “bucket list,” and I would never go out of my way to return.  Our Hoover Dam tour guide Peter told us that 15 of the world’s largest resorts are in LV. I definitely have a different concept of resort.




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And my second walk … I was able to manage the sensory overload a little better …

So here is adventure no. 2 …

Barney’s in LV … Although I can’t afford anything … I love it that sheath dresses are in and that they are at least knee-length … Also lots of black. Just my style.


Venetian actually worked for me … Kinda …


Casino Royale and Harrah’s … Not so classy …

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Bally had street characters too … Like Times Square … Very Strange!

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But the Chihully Glass installation at the Bellagio was worth the adventure!!

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And the Bellagio fountains were nice …



 And then of course the pop up wedding chapel … According to the sign they perform just about any type of service … Even a pet wedding! And I actually saw two brides!  Unfortunately, they did not stand out from the crowd!






 Given that Coke has a store … They don’t sell it in most places.  But Pepsi gets its two cents in.

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And then when I finally arrived  home after traipsing up and down the Strip, I had to walk to the very end of this very long hall!




Who says FB doesn’t connect … a high school friend and I were not only both in LV, both at the Four Seasons, and both went to Neon Boneyard on the same day, so we had to meet for drinks  … and except for visiting at Westminster reunions, had not seen each other in ages … Small world!! Loved it!

And a final note …

I can honestly say Las Vegas security was the worst I’ve ever seen. I separated from John because  he was TSA pre-cleared.  I rejoined him 50 minutes later.  Their system was a major fail. Not only did  they let people through who were TSA Pre-cleared and First Class, but they let those who were late go in a shortened line, about 1/10 my line, and 2x I had to gamble … I  had to make line choices, and I never make good choices.  And that was the only gambling I did, and needless to say, I felt like a total loser.

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