Leaving Las Vegas

So, today I did it: I pulled a 'Peter' and got out of my boat to walk on the proverbial water. Yes, today I left Las Vegas for greener pastures back east (both literal and figurative). Last night we stayed at the Luxor (which, at $67/night was WAY overpriced, that place sucks!) and headed out with a bit of sadness on my part. I'll be back to visit often, definitely.


Got a fair amount of driving done, not as much as maybe we could have, but pretty good for the first day out. Didn't get to see the lake- we didn't realize that Utah is an hour later than Nevada- but we are planning an early start tomorrow and we'll see it then. BUT, we did get to see (drumroll) a landlocked lighthouse.



When I first heard mention of it, I felt a twinge of sadness and sympathy... I mean, a land-locked lighthouse? A stamp with no glue, carrot with no stew, cat with no mew. But once mine eyes beheld it's magnificence, I understood: This is important. This means something.

I wasn't able to find much on who would build such an icon and under the duress of what mischievous spirit, all I was able to find was the minutes of a Ceder City, UT Planning Commission meeting, in which one member of the body asserted that "...The lighthouse is considered a sign."

It is, it truly is. To all those seeking safe harbor, it declares "PROVIDENCE".

Unless he meant that it was a sign like a billboard. That would not be romantic.

We also drove through a cool rock passage:
















That was Mom's favorite part.
















Goodnight!