Friday, December 4, 2015

A Farewell To Laughlin

We had never heard of Laughlin, NV, until Vicki cut a coupon out of Trailer Trash magazine, entitling us to a week's stay at the Riverside RV Park (and Hotel and Casino) at half price, plus the equivalent of three free buffets, which we extended to four. At the time, we thought a week of doing nothing in a warmer climate might be great after a couple months' active traveling further north. As it turned out, the rest was good, we gained only a few pounds, and even made a modest profit in the gambling department. Very modest. I cannot say we left wiser. I struggled the whole time we were there to characterize Laughlin, especially in relation to its upstate rival, Las Vegas. Laughlin centers around Vegas- ("Nevada-") style gambling, entertainment, accommodations, eating, etc. It is all on a much, much smaller scale, with emphasis on the lower roller. Only a dozen or so casinos, at most. I'd say the average age in the casinos in Laughlin is 10 years older than Las Vegas. There appears to be far more emphasis on family. Less emphasis, if any, on prostitution. But a (relatively) huge population in Bullhead, AZ, across the Colorado River. And the river itself is actually scenic here, down from the dams.
By night; the RV Park is across the street
















Thanksgiving dinner, for me, second or possibly
third course





















Bread pudding portion control
















The seafood extravaganza was Friday night




















Thus




















For three consecutive nights we walked down The Strip to the
Tropicana to hear these guys--Little Elmo and the Cosmos--do
their rock and roll stuff; they were good, really good, especially
considering they were our age or only slightly younger


















But mostly we ate, and drank, and partially
walked off the effects of eating and drinking
(Vicki set a personal best for drinking; I'll never
know what my personal best was...); anyhow,
above is part of the Sunday morning bottomless
champagne breakfast, served in little plastic
flutes, two at a time; as you can see, Vicki is
mixing mimosas

























Vicki's second plate or so




















A table with a window view that Sunday morning, watching
the ferry jet customers back and forth to the casino over the
Colorado

















A panoramic shot, looking across the Colorado toward Bullhead,
AZ...the IHOP, the McDonalds, the Sam's, the Home Depot, and
other fundaments of American culture












Inside the Riverside..."Let's go bowling, Dude"; but we didn't
















From the summit level of the RV Park, looking toward The
Strip; there were a couple pop-tops, so we weren't the smallest
rig there


















Last day, in the hotel parking lot; just one more spin...
















The whole place is the work of Don (The Don) Laughlin
















Better picture, off the web














Thus; a truly all-American story, at least as Wikipedia tells it
















The monument to the Colorado River (driving by...)















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