Deep in the seediest corner of the city they call Sin you’ll find a boneyard.
Is it a cemetery? Of sorts, yes, but not of the human or pet variety.
This is the final resting place for vintage neon signs.
I visited the Neon Museum last May and fell in love with the beautiful corpses lying in repose, despite their obvious states of decay.
Their lights may have long dimmed, but I still found them utterly charming.
Here are a few of my favourites:
A fan of neon letters? I’ve got more letters than you can shake a stick at. Of course the narcissist in me snapped a lot of Ns. Although Mr. Enthusiasm got a nod with my capture of the E Show.
And finally, in a poetic nod to the theme of two previous posts this week, I give you this work of art:
If you visit Las Vegas and want to venture away from the bright lights and glitz of The Strip, head on over to the Neon Boneyard for a trip back in time, to the Vegas of old. The museum tour really is quite a treat.
Today’s post was inspired by the Daily Post’s photography challenge: Signs.
Keep moving,
xoxo nancy
Nancy, I love this place, and you captured some great shots! This is a must see once we hit the road! 🙂
Please do make time to see it, Lynne. It is fantastic! (Book ahead. They typically don’t have availability for same day tours)
I’ll do more than just book ahead. I’ll make sure and coordinate with you so you’re in town and we’ll go together! Don’t worry, it will still be a couple of years. 😀
I can’t wait!