Sahara hotel-casino in Las Vegas to close in May
Closure of the 59-year-old Sahara hotel-casino on the recession-battered Strip is a psychological blow to Las Vegas.
It's a psychological blow to me too. Newer Lost Wages casinos have come and gone as well, but my folks took me to this one right after it opened. All I remember about it is the dollar-size pancakes.
The Sahara, a haunt of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin, once paid bathing beauties to frolic in its Garden of Allah pool. It is now home to a roller coaster and a NASCAR Cafe known for its 6-pound burrito.
Sounds like an advanced stage of decrepitude. The bathing beauties are all great-grandmothers too. Time for it to go, I guess. Maybe I can get there in time for a burrito...
The only thing I'm worried about outliving now is democracy. The way things are going, I just might.
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