Some signs were in great shape.
Some were fun and fast.
Others reminded you of a more glamorous time.
And some were worse for wear.
And my Mom remarked that almost every town had a Strand theater at some time or other.
And I loved the action in this sign.
I don't know what restaurant this boy was above but he would kind of scare me away.
I think this was a precursor to Coyote Ugly.
Trader Bills just sounds like Old Las Vegas.
Here's a buff milkman going about his morning run.
I'm assuming this was before the days of central heating. I don't know what Steamed Heat is but it doesn't sound real comfortable. But it's better than being cold.
This guy was watching over an intersection. At this point we left Fremont St. Tourist Area and headed onto Fremont St. Local Area. Much more colorful, abandoned, sketchy, and shady. We didn't go far.
But these old signs were to awesome to miss.
More dancing girls. I think they were a theme in Vegas from the start.
And drinks of course.
Aladdins Lamp was from the early 60's. Next time I'll go back at night and hopefully it'll be lit up like a candle.
That night we were watching TV and we saw one of the local newscaster's walking amongst a bunch of old signs in a big yard and we both jumped. "That's what we were really looking for! Where is that?" Of course the commercial was over and we had no idea.
Until the next day. We accidentally drove by this area of town. First we saw this old slipper and stopped to take a picture. And when I turned around. . .
The Real Boneyard!
It's only open by appointment. But I can hardly wait for our next trip!