We rounded one curve and came upon an elk standing in the middle of our path. He was startled and so were we. He scampered on up the mountain side before I could get him in my camera's sight.
Finally, we re-encountered signs of civilization: a little wide spot in the road town with a mini market. The gas pumps outside looked like they had been out of service since Carter was President. We stopped, and I went inside and used the restroom--at least they had one of those!--then asked the one of the customers inside how far it was to the nearest gas station. My question was met by laughter from the customers and the clerk. When they saw by the look on my face that I wasn't kidding, one man offered, "well...you can go 17 or 18 miles in that direction, or 17 or 18 miles in the direction you're headed, and you will find a gas station."
"One that is open?" I asked.
"Yep. Just stay on 58; don't take 33."
When the fuel alarm beeps, I know we have about 40 miles left before we run out of gas, so I knew we were safe. We continued on Route 58 and did find fuel.
We saw a wind farm on the mountain tops in the distance. I counted no less than 200 wind towers! It was the larges windfarm I had ever seen. You can just make out the white towers in the picture above.
Then I had to take a few shots of the view from our windows.
The Sahara was nearby, as were several other skyscraper hotels. The Stratosphere is a fairly new hotel with over 2200 rooms, several restaurants, a 50 store shopping mall, several lounges, and a huge casino. My luck at previous casinos didn't hold here; I lost more than I won, as did Hubby, but it was fun!
On Wednesday, we went to two shows. We caught a matinee of The Price is Right. No, we didn't see Drew Carey, but it was still lots of fun, and we had great seats for the show at the Bally. There were over 750 people in the audience. We didn't get called on to come down and play, but enjoyed watching others try their luck. The big winner of the day won a side-by-side refrigerator/freezer. Both of the showcase bidders way over-bid on the showcase, though, so the car, the trip to Paris, and assorted other prizes went unclaimed.
Wednesday evening, we attended a dinner theater presentation at Fitsgeralds on Fremont Street. The play was an inter-active mystery/comedy called "Marriage Can Be Murder." If you've never been to an inter-active performance, it's great fun. The audience becomes part of the cast. Two people of the six at our table were "murdered." We were invited to help solve the crime; at times between courses of our dinner, the audience was encouraged to mingle and question people we thought might be suspects. Some of the men in the audience were enlisted as pall-bearers to carry out the dead bodies; men and women were given toy musical instruments and served as the jazz band following the funeral procession, and the women in the audience were mourners...meaning we had to sob and wail each time a body was carried out.
Eric, the police officer who was called in on the case, interviewed witnesses, trying to find the killer.
After the show, I took some video of Freemont Street. It is a unique street in Vegas because it is closed to motor vehicle traffic. It's lined with casinos, bars, and restaurants, and a really "jumping" place to be.
When we finally returned to our hotel room, I was so exhausted, I went to bed. This morning, requested to stay another night here, and will be hitting the road again tomorrow.
I'm sorry this was such a long post, but I had to cover 3 days. Tomorrow I should be able to go back to one day at a time...if I have internet access! Thanks for coming along!
P.S. I have received a couple of awards in the past week, and I apologize for not posting them. I will do that and pass them on to other deserving bloggers after I get home. It may be another week or so, but I will post them!