Highway to Hoeftland

Adventures with Kristin & Mike

Just beyond my half-full glass of green beer, I watch a thin man in a tight green full body suit—green facemask included—dancing to the music on Fremont Street. This is Saint Patrick’s day, 2015, in the afternoon, at a bar in downtown Las Vegas. I do not even blink from surprise; as a local, these are the types of happenings I expect to see in my city.

Why We Decided to Vacation Downtown Las Vegas

When my Aunt Tricia, who lives in Washington, called to tell me that a group of our family members would be driving in a van down to Nevada, to hang out in old-town Vegas for a few days, my immediate reaction was, “It’s a perfect time for a staycation!” Not long after, Mike and I booked a hotel, packed our bags, and headed down the road.

This local Vegas vacation allowed us to see Vegas through the eyes of a tourist again. It was a refreshing and enjoyable opportunity to be reminded how much fun we can have in this extremely entertaining city.

Where to Stay – The Downtown Grand Hotel and Casino

Lobby at the Grand.

Lobby at the Downtown Grand.

We stayed at the Downtown Grand Hotel, in Downtown Las Vegas.

If you could believe it, The Downtown Grand was only $23.00 per night (plus a few extra fees). The rooms were clean, comfortable, and stylish. We were just one short block from the famous Fremont Street Experience and only steps away to excellent food, drink, casinos, and more. The hotel is also across the street from the highly acclaimed Pizza Rock, another worthwhile place to eat. We certainly recommend the Downtown Grand to our friends, family, and blog readers, as we think it is a great value.

A Vase Thief is on the Loose at This Hotel!

At one point during our vacation, our group was relaxing at the Art Bar, a little hangout with decent drink prices, across from the registration desk and lobby, inside the Downtown Grand.

The exterior view of Downtown Grand.

The exterior view of Downtown Grand.

Uncle Dan, who was sitting across from me, suddenly looks very surprised and shouts, “Hey a guy just ran off with the hotel’s vase!”

Dan says he watched a man closely studying a large vase from the lobby, carefully looking at it, then the man grabbed it and ran out the front door of the hotel. We reported the crime to the nice bartender and she was un-phased, yet appreciative that we let her know. She told us, “That’s nothing. You should see what goes on later in the night here.” Someone got a very nice decorative vase for free that night.

Don’t Go to “Hogs and Heifers” if You Don’t Like Being Yelled At

Another night, we all decided to walk across the street from our hotel to check out a bar called “Hogs and Heifers.” Lined up on the outside of the bar is a row of many motorcycles, a sign that says, “If you love your country, you’ll love this bar,” and American flags.

So our group goes inside and sits at a small round table in front of the bar.  The bar is dark, with an old juke box, and about 100 bras hanging from the wall. A couple of young women bartenders, who are taking orders while also taking shots of their own, are yelling at patrons, cursing, shouting, “f&^@ you!”, with a microphone, and occasionally dancing on the counter.

At first, everyone in our group was laughing hysterically, because it was so outrageous to witness, but after about half hour, our friend Margaret announces she’s leaving, gets up from her seat, and stomps out of the bar as she’s had enough of that “filthy language.”

Not long after, the group is ready to move on.  The drink prices were too steep anyway. Hogs and Heifers wasn’t our favorite place, but it was certainly unique and entertaining. This is Vegas! You never know what kind of place, or type of people you’ll run into here. That’s what makes it fun.

Interesting Characters on Fremont Make Us Do a Double Take

The Group walks together, downtown Las Vegas.

The Group walks together, before we found green beads and hats to buy, downtown.

The nine of us walked down the middle of the Fremont Street Experience, taking in all the sights, sounds, and funny characters that roam the streets of old-town. Later, with all of our green St. Patrick’s Day attire, silly hats, wigs, and cheap necklaces on, it was clear that we were ready for a party.

If we hadn’t had enough entertainment, we had more on its way. At one point, the Aunts and Uncles start laughing and looking at a woman standing next to us on Fremont Street. I look over to my right see a “nun” in a full habit, smoking a cigarette. However, the front part of the “nun’s” outfit is missing where her chest is, and we can see her large breasts hanging out.  Only a tiny tassel covers the woman for a bit of modesty. She’s doing this for tips, and people are more than willing to tip her for a picture. We were all raised Catholic, so this was a remarkable sight. She wasn’t the Catholic nuns we remember from church!

Great Deals to Be Had Downtown – Some Insider’s Tips

If you’re looking for good deals, we found some to share. You can head over to the Triple Seven Brew Pub at Main Street Station for Happy Hour, where you can order 16 ounce, $2.50 dollar craft beers, and more. They serve cheap drinks and eats, in a comfortable and enjoyable atmosphere; the ceilings are extremely tall in this pub, full of dark wood and dimmed lighting. We all enjoyed this place very much.

The Brass Lounge – Great Scenery, Even Better People Watching, and Good Drink Prices

Hanging out at the Brass Lounge on Saint Patrick's Day.

Hanging out at the Brass Lounge on Saint Patrick’s Day.

Another place to check out for the cheaper drinks and great scenery is a place called the Brass Lounge, located above the Hennessy Tavern, on the corner of Las Vegas Blvd, right before you start walking across the street towards the Fremont East District. This casual bar has an outside patio, which overlooks Fremont Street. We ordered $3.00 and $4.00 drinks, while people-watching and listening to live music for a couple of hours at this locale.

Loosest Slots – Best Gambling Spot Downtown

It is our humble opinion (and others agree) that El Cortez has the loosest slots. The group headed over there for some gambling and many of us won up to $80.00 dollars. Unfortunately, most of us re-lost the money as well! At least, I know I did… Darn, gambling beats me every time.

Most Popular Restaurant in Our Group – Du-par’s

Kristin and Mike, enjoying an entertaining Saint Patrick's Day in Las Vegas.

Kristin and Mike, enjoying an entertaining Saint Patrick’s Day in Las Vegas.

The most popular restaurant in our group downtown Las Vegas was Du-par’s, an old-style diner, complete with black-and-white checkered floors, bright red booths, old, historic pictures hanging on the walls, and servers with white aprons, inside the Golden Gate Hotel and Casino. It is a historic restaurant, as it has been in business since the 1930’s.

You should have seen the happy look on my Uncle Dan’s face, as he ate a freshly made delectable chocolate cream pie for dessert. Indeed, we were all content customers at Du-par’s. I loved my French toast there too! Some of the best French toast I’ve ever eaten.

Convenient, Relaxing, Stimulating, and Easy Vacation Downtown – Great Fun All Around

Not once during our entire stay downtown Las Vegas did we have to drive our cars, call a cab, or walk farther than a few miles to get to a desired spot. That was a real treat.

The Golden Gate Casino, neon sign.

The Golden Gate Casino, neon sign.

Joining our family and friends for an extended trip downtown was a great experience. With so many relatives visiting from different regions of the U.S., hanging out in Vegas together had us smiling and feeling in high spirits.

We leisurely browsed little shops, stopped to listen to live music outside, partook in a little gambling, stopped at bars for cheap drinks, and ate delicious meals at nearby restaurants. Food, family, and fun—what more could you ask for? Mike and I felt rejuvenated, entertained, and happy to have such a fantastic time with loved ones, just a few miles from our home.

Thanks for reading, and we encourage you to share your funny Vegas experiences in the comment section below.

I Miss the Rain

Kristin, Highway to Hoeftland

We get four inches of rain per year.

It’s dry and dusty here

In the Mojave Desert.

I watch the tumbleweed roll on by,

From the window,

In this empty room. Continue reading

Upon moving to the Vegas valley, Mike and I assumed that many of our favorite hangouts would be in the center of Las Vegas—amongst all the casinos, tourists, world-class eateries and entertainment. We were wrong. As it turns out, we often prefer hanging out in Boulder City, a small town about thirty minutes southeast of Las Vegas, with a population of only 15,000 people.

Boulder City exudes an oldie-but-goodie vibe, with quaint motels and stylish neon signs. The charming city was built during the days of the Hoover Dam construction, and as such, it holds so much history. In fact, drive a few more miles and you will run into the massively popular, and heavily touristy, Hoover Dam—a grand and brilliant work of American ingenuity.

Jet, at Bicentennial Park in Boulder City.

Jet, at Bicentennial Park in Boulder City.

The layout of Boulder City is on a traditional square grid that makes it possible to walk to many places from the city center. Park your car, and take a leisurely stroll to the varied shops that line the tree-lit streets. Additionally, there is an impressive park in the heart of town, where families enjoy peaceful picnics on the green grass, meet their friends, and walk their dogs. There are also cute bungalows within walking distance to downtown.

Boulder City’s downtown is a place where you will eat delicious food, and drink tasty drinks—all while feeling as if you’ve possibly been transported back to a simpler and more distinctive time in history. You won’t find chain restaurants, like Red Robin, TGI Friday’s, or the Olive Garden. Instead, you’ll find local residents running locally owned businesses. You will find individuality and authenticity.

Delicious and satisfying independently owned cafes, with patio seating, a wine cellar, and bars—are waiting for you in the historic downtown. There is an adorable ‘world-famous’ breakfast joint, called the Coffee Cup, (not to be missed), an endearing and mouth-watering Grandma Daisy’s dessert shop, a historic theater, a vintage bowling alley, a local brewery, and antique shops galore—to name just a few treasures that you will find when you visit this gem of a town.

While you’re here, take a moment to listen to the town’s church bells chiming; awe, music to your ears. Alternatively, view the bighorn sheep at the local park, and enjoy the mountainous scenery that surrounds the town as the golden sun sets on the horizon.

Bighorn Sheep at the park in Boulder City.

Bighorn Sheep at the park.

If you are traveling to, or passing through Southern Nevada, take a small detour and visit Boulder City’s historic center. Grab a bite to eat, or even, have a quiet picnic in the park; we locals assure you, Boulder City is not a place to miss.

Photo Credit: John Williams

Photo Credit: John Williams

My heart starts quickening, and I’m feeling excited, as I’m reading yet another cool article about a place on my radar.

“Mike, would you like to visit Bend, Oregon?” I ask with growing enthusiasm.

He looks over at me, with an eyebrow raised. “Why do you ask?” he says.

“Because I’ve heard so many great things about Bend, it’s important we check it out!” I reply.

“You grew up in Oregon. Shouldn’t you know what Bend is like?” he asks incredulously. “Besides, isn’t Bend a really small town, far away from bigger cities? I tend to get bored in small towns. I need things to do.”

Photo Credit:  Matthew Hickey

Photo Credit: Matthew Hickey

Well, that’s a good point, actually. I scratch my head, wondering why I can’t remember much about the Central Oregon town, a few hours from where I was born. The only thing I can remember is that my uncle, Jerry, has lived there forever. We used to go visit him from time to time. I can picture Jerry’s house and big yard. He lives up against some old lava beds, if I recall correctly. However, I can’t picture the downtown, the outdoor activities, or the Deschutes river at all. Perhaps I’ve been away from Oregon for too long.

Or maybe I’m unfamiliar with Bend because it’s changed and grown so much from last time I was there. When I was much younger, there were only about 20,000 residents. Now, nearly 80,000 people call Bend home; I don’t think we can call Bend a small town anymore. On the other hand, maybe my blinders were on when I lived there. Bend was too close to home and I accidentally overlooked it.

No matter the reason, it has my full attention now.

I started noticing many positive articles about Bend over the past couple of years. National publications, such as the Washington Post, are very upbeat about Bend (well, in a jealous sort of way). Gone with the Wynns (one of my favorite RV travel sites) says it’s great. My friends and family like Bend a lot, and the pictures of Bend are awesome—green trees, a river, nearby lakes, mountains, breweries, high-quality restaurants, charming homes, a quaint downtown, independent and local shops, parks galore, and the famous old mill district and bridges, to name just a few.

It’s in my heart now. I yearn to see Bend again.

Therefore, I explain to Mike what I’ve learned, and surprisingly, his interest peaks too. Mike has always been a curious person and he loves to travel to new places.

“Well, Bend does sound interesting. Okay, let’s do it.” he says. He nods thoughtfully and goes back to reading his newspaper.

“Okay, good! I’ll start making the plans right away,” I reply. I am smiling from ear to ear now.

I must say, I have a good feeling about our upcoming visit to Bend, Oregon.

-Kristin


Stay tuned for what we think about Bend in our upcoming article, “48 Hours in Beautiful Bend, Oregon.

I originally wrote this post about La Jolla, California’s fog only two weeks after starting our Highway to Hoeftland blog in Oct 2014; however, the blog barely had any readers back then. It’s one of my favorite travel experiences and I think our new readers would like it too. Now that we have more subscribers, I figured I’d update it, add pictures, and share the article again. There are some amazing fog pictures, so don’t miss out on seeing them! Do you have any similar experiences?
(PS: We’ll be heading out in our Casita travel trailer for more travel adventures soon. Stay tuned for more travel stories.) -Kristin 🙂

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It was Valentine’s Day. Mike and I were standing on the cliff’s edge in La Jolla, California, looking out at the beautiful shoreline. The sky was clear and blue. The temperature was mild and comfortable. There were large brown seals sunbathing on the cliffs below us, and all sorts of varied birds were flying overhead and plunging beak first into the ocean. To our left, we noticed a man with a straw hat painting the shoreline on a canvas. Aw, Coastal California—just what we had hoped for.

However, something strange started transpiring in the distance.

As we continued watching the ocean’s horizon, a gigantic wall of thick white fog began barreling towards the shore. It looked almost like a tsunami wave coming for us—but a fluffy, gentle tsunami.


Fog in La Jolla barreling towards the shore.
Fog in La Jolla, CA.

As the fog kept rolling in, visibility was dwindling fast. We had never seen anything like it…

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