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Golden Nugget

Archive - Originally posted on "The Horse's Mouth" - 2005-02-17 05:16:08 - Graham Ellis

On Tuesday evening, I was sitting in the "Golden Nugget", with my soup and salad ... and a nice piece of beef and glass of beer. Old wooden signs pointed one way to Santa Fe, the other way to Las Vegas, and in a third direction to Toiletten.

I had pulled off the German Autobahn, on spec, to find a room for the night as I got tired of driving. How is it that a roadside stop at the equivalent of a motorway service area can be such a pleasure in one country, and leave you feeling like unloved profit-fodder in another?