Road Trip… part 2

Out of the Panhandle and into the skillet:

A couple of days later we found ourselves in Las Vegas, where the thermometers were blowing their tops. The temperatures were hotter than showgirls. Slot machines were sounding like warped 45 records, poker chips were melting together, and grannies were wearing less clothing than hookers. The only things cold were the pit bosses’ eyes.

            Avon wanted to find the church where her mother and father were married some 70 years ago. We finally found it in the old part of town and after stepping over inert bodies; lying hither and thither on the sidewalk, she took some pictures. I didn’t know if those bodies were living or otherwise, and I wasn’t getting close enough to find out. I don’t know what color the church was when it was given its name of St. Joan of Arc, but it is an awful shade of yellow now. I think they should change the name to Our Lady of the Perpetual Mustard.

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