The region’s best: from Navajo culture in
Monument Valley to the glamour of Palm Springs.
LAS VEGAS
Best for bright lights
Miles into your trip:
1,028
Drive for 5 hours from
the Grand Canyon on 1-40 and US-93
Las Vegas is barely
250 miles from Phantom Ranch – a blink of an eye in US road trip terms. But
pluck someone from the isolated reaches of the Grand Canyon and drop them off
in the eye of the Vegas storm at 11pm on a Saturday night, and the idea that
this is even the same planet, let alone country, would seem far-fetched. Las Vegas Strip is nothing so much as Times
Square – a hallucination of LCD screens, blaring speakers, skyscraping
fountains and paid street teams known as ‘porn slappers’ thwacking packs of
prostitutes’ calling-cards against their palms in an effort to hand them out to
passers-by.
Like Colorado’s mining
ghost towns, there’s something spectral about the way this city rises from the
haze of the Nevada desert, a mirage of suspended morality and taste. And the
architecture of the Strip is just as illusory – a planet-load of simulated
landmarks jammed together within yards of each other: the Eiffel Tower bumping
heads with the Statue of Liberty, the Bridge of Sighs overlooking classical
pillars from the Roman Empire. Event the cavernous casinos
themselves-battalions of slot machines, endless rows of felt-topped card and
craps tables, high-heeled waitresses dishing out watered-down whiskey to
bleary-eyed gamblers – are ephemeral. Once an ageing casino’s time is up,
little time is wasted before it’s lined with dynamite and imploded; this is
town obsessed only with the eternal ‘now’.
But Las Vegas is
building up history whether it likes it or not, and the place to find it is at
the Neon Museum. Nor far from Fremont Street, one Vegas’s main drag and home of
famous winking cowboy sign Vegas Vic, the museum was set up in 1996 to save the
icons of Vegas’s past. Starting out with just eight signs, it is now piled high
with gigantic words an letters of every colour and style. A huge grinning skull
lies beneath a massive silver slipper, a giant leprechaun rests against a three
metre-tall palm tree. The entire sign of the old Stardust casino, each jagged
red letter weighing 450 kilos, leans against a wall.
Danielle Kelly is
operations manager at the museum. She’s
seen first-hand the emotional connection many visitors have to the old
signs. ‘This is a place of projection for people’s memories,’ she explains.
‘Perhaps a particular sign will remind someone of a picture they have of their
grandfather standing in front of that casino. These signs are cultural icons
embedded with thousands of intimate memories.’
Another place loaded
with recollection is the Graceland Wedding Chapel, a small, baby-blue building
staffed by no fewer than five Elvises – or Multi Elvii, as they’re referred to
here. Vegas weddings have a reputation for being drunken, shotgun-style affairs,
much regretted in the morning-but there’s a real charm to these ceremonies.
Elvis, aka former opera singer Jeff Stanilaus, resplendent In a black sequined
jumpsuit, shimmies down the aisle belting out Love Me Tender, arm in arm with the bride. He has the couple repeat
some Elvis-flavoured vows (I’ll always love you tender. I’ll never have a
suspicious mind. I’ll always be a hunka-hunka burning love.’) and then it’s
over. The couple are politely shepherded out – preparations have to made for
the next wedding party, due in 10 minutes. ‘This is the most fun job,’ says
receptionist-cum-usher Deb McGroarty as she prepares a lei for the next Blue Hawaii-themed ceremony. ‘Elvis is
our boss – how bad can that be?’
The best burgers in town are to be found at Mandalay Bay – toppings include lobster
and truffles (from US$8; mandalaybay.com).
ARIA HOTEL; Most hotels on the strip are of a similar high standard, with
staff catering to every whim and the layout always ensuring you walk through
the casino. The Aria has views over the Strip, luxurious rooms, a lovely pool
and Elvis-themed Cirque du Soleil show in the evening (from US$125; arialasvegas.com).
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