Tales from Late Last Night… and Today

Hawthorne, Nevada: I will begin with a few Tales from Late Last Night. Where we last left off, DT and I were about to head off to the MGM Grand Garden Arena for a Jimmy Buffett concert. Lenny had been texting me all afternoon, asking if we were going to have our traditional pre-concert healthy snack (truffled house-made potato chips with Maytag blue cheese) at the Wolfgang Puck Cafe in the MGM Grand Hotel. Lenny loves this dish. I told Lenny we should not, as we have been over-indulging for several days. Lenny said we had to have this dish because he had been thinking of the potato chips all day. Sorry, Lenny - the wait was over one hour. We had sashimi instead.

Shibuya in the MGM Grand Hotel. We only had to wait a few minutes for premium sushi-bar seats. The menu was fantastic and we were able to order many of our favorite dishes - including yellowtail sashimi with avocado, jalapeno, cilantro cherry tomatoes and ponzu salsa (pictured above). We tried several sashimi dishes and loved them all... but it was time to get our Jimmy on...

Mac McAnally has been named CMA best musician of the year for the last four years. It is a joy to watch the Coral Reefers play/sing with Jimmy Buffett.

Peter Mayer, Mac McAnally, Doyle Grisham and Jimmy Buffett

Not to mention, these guys have been playing together for so long, they are practically related. They have been singing the same songs for so long, I wonder how they can even stand it, yet they play "Margaritaville" and "Cheeseburger in Paradise" with true passion at every concert. (They are probably only have to think about their bank accounts to get them in the mood to rock it out.) Still, it must be fun to continue to play to happy-drunk Parrotheads in sold-out arenas across the country... even if much of the crowd are now drawing social security. A marketing genius, Jimmy vends his own brand of beer and tequila at his own concerts!

Tonight, Jimmy told a story I had never heard before. He said 110 years ago he went to a try-out thing where hundreds of bands played before agents, trying to be "discovered". One of the bands that "tried out" were a group of guys called The Commodores. Seems they did alright and Jimmy said he and Lionel Ritchie are friends to this day.

It is good to be a bad-a$$ iOS6-iPhoning Bubbe!

Post-concert traffic

So, after a good sleep, we were up and on the road by nine o'clock, which as you all know is basically the best we can do if you want to get in a little exercise before sitting on your backside all day.

We drove all day, north on Highway 95. DT said he just couldn't stand to hit the major interstates again for a while and it had been years since we had been on this very beautiful route through the Nevada desert. We stopped for fuel about 80 miles from Las Vegas in Lathrop Wells, Nevada. The fueling station is nothing more than a glorified gas station, bar, convenience store... and brothel!

Whiskey Flats RV Park. Our neighbors are fellow Ducks and though we have never met, they are friends with our friends Alberto & Molly. This massive world is so small at times.

We will spend a quiet evening watching the Giants from San Francisco. I am preparing a delicious Italian vegetarian meal - one of DT's favorites - Spaghetti con Pepe and a tossed green salad.

Until my next update down the road, I remain, your Nevada correspondent.

RV PARK: Whiskey Flats RV Park. 60 long pull-through paved campsites with picnic tables, cable and wifi. Propane, bathhouse, laundry. Close to a large Safeway grocer. Beautiful mountain views. Friendly owner. We paid $24.75 with our Good Sam discount. It has been a very, very long time since we have paid less than $25 for a campsite.