
So we hopped on the Deuce (bus) to Fremont St to see the latest show created for the amazing canopy of lights there.
All the neon lights (the ones you think of when you think of early-days Vegas) get turned off and then a roof stretching above a few city blocks comes alive with lights. Never ceases to blow us away.
Straight home to Bessie afterwards for a slightly earlier night.
Bessie was still getting rocked around by this crazy wind but at least the dust had cleared away a little bit.