Not so Royal Anymore
On our way back, we stopped in Baker, mostly because I was starving. There isn’t much in Baker, though it is home to the world’s largest thermometer, and just before getting back on the freeway I eyes caught sight of one of my favorite things about road trips, abandoned Americana. There among dead, decapitated palm tress was Arnie’s Royal Hawaiian Motel, windows broken, signage faded. I couldn’t get out of the car fast enough to capture it.
Well, that wraps up our Vegas road trip! There was another abandoned site we had planned on visiting on the way back, but as Patrick wasn’t feeling too well, we passed. I do hope it is accessible next time we find ourselves headed toward Las Vegas.
It’s really too bad it’s abandoned. I’d love to restore a place like that.
I love abandoned places too. Good pictures. If you are looking for more places to visit grey stone mansion in Beverly Hills is really cool.
I love these photos. It’s too bad they let this place crumble, you can tell it used to be a gem.
Oh, dear…
Such a sad looking thing. I feel hearbroken every time I spot a space dying down (for: what is a house if no one gives it life from the inside)… Yet, it’s mighty colorful, I must admit. 🙂
Marija
P.S.
Have I said HAPPY NEW YEAR yet?!
No?! Oh.. sorry…