This is not a "fun place," not for me. The only gambling I like is playing cards with my friends, outside in the summertime. I do not see shows, play slots, or require "bottle service" at a casino disco.
But this is where the Nevada Caucus was settled, so I drove to this horrible stucco/neon ghetto again. The drive is stunning, of course, but I feel actual pain when I pass that Kelbaker Road exit. Just a half hour from the gruesome shuffle of the Vegas-to-LA I-15 Safety Corridor, there's the biggest Joshua Tree forest in the world, massive sand dunes, crazy Mitchell Caverns, the restored old Kelso Train Depot, desert bighorn sheep, desert tortoises, vast emptiness and beauty.
Ah well, next time. This time, I got to sit in the corner of a massive ballroom in the Wynn Casino watching 300 culinary union employees figure out the absurdities of a caucus.
