Bi State Wandering

"Are we in Nevada yet?"
We are at US 50 entering the hustle and bustle of South Lake Tahoe downtown and RN tells me I could tell we are no longer in California  as soon as we get to Nevada. I shut up and look up right  to the Sierra Nevada peaks briefly only gaze down left to have a better look of Lake Tahoe. I love California!
"Thank you babe for bringing me to America!" I felt like singing.

Oh beautiful, for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain

We stayed at a motel in Stateline Nevada and for a moment ,  I felt lost in America. Lesbians, gays and bi state? This must be how it feels to drink LGB tea all your life.

In California, people seem  take leisurely stroll to the outdoors to stay fit. In Stateline Nevada,  people seem oblivious that there is even a park nearby. Across the park in the eastern end of the state line  are Harrah's and Harvey's, two imposing casinos of lights and glitters luring anyone who dreams of getting rich big time. 

The east of Stateline Nevada is a world of difference from the west end. I have this big aversion to gambling and almost feel sorry for the fellow Asians I see strolling at the east end of the state line. Must be Flips like me. Even if they think they are the real proud Flips flaunting loudly their love of our country of origin, I couldn't care less if I don't seem that proud. I have always looked at gambling as a desperate and foolish diversion.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was experiencing the bi-state portion of the route that once went all the way to San Diego from it's northern terminus close to the Canadian border. I would always remember that odd-numbered highways goes from South to North and even numbered ones runs from West to East.