Las Vegas Fremont Street and The Golden Nugget

Well, since I mentioned Fremont Street and The Golden Nugget let's just say this:

You will get a contact high from the weed smokers on Fremont and will feel the need to navigate with blinders on, moving in a zigzag pattern to steer clear of the peculiar street performers and partially clothed women. By the end of our two weekends, we had been doing everything we could to avoid the strip. (But alas, that was the only way to reach breakfast at Hash House a Go Go (pictured below) and Pink Box Doughnuts. (We discovered Hash House during our 2015 Vegas trip and have always liked it.)

In case you are unaware as I was, Fremont street is considered the "old Vegas strip" where the now vintage casino hotels are located. Infused with life by an LED canopy covering the strip and closed off to auto traffic, moving images dance above your head and music blares from speakers all along the way. There are weed shops, bars, casinos and trinket shops lining the streets. At night, it still feels like day on Fremont.

The Golden Nugget was an okay place to stay, I really don't have any complaints except that I scraped my knee on the decrepit tile surrounding the tub. We stayed in a room that hadn't been renovated. It was dark, and brown EVERYWHERE. The second weekend we were lucky enough to be in a lighter, updated room with a tub that wasn't scary.

Below is the view of the pool from our room. Adam's company reserved a section for three hours, serving heavy hors d'oeuvres and drinks. I didn't partake...but happily stayed in our room while Adam did his "expected" mingling. (He tells me I'm going to have to get over my avoidance of hanging out with strangers. But do I really?)