{"id":3325,"date":"2017-08-28T18:02:51","date_gmt":"2017-08-29T01:02:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/?p=3325"},"modified":"2017-08-28T18:03:38","modified_gmt":"2017-08-29T01:03:38","slug":"the-biggest-little-city-in-the-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/the-biggest-little-city-in-the-world\/","title":{"rendered":"The Biggest Little City In The World"},"content":{"rendered":"

And now, for something completely different. \u00a0This weekend, for reasons unknown, we headed up the hill (over the hill?) to the city not-so-affectionately known as “Dirty Reno.” \u00a0Hmmm, yeah, sounds like a place I’ve always wanted to visit. \u00a0It’s a consistent moniker though; \u00a0Pretty much everyone around here refers to it as Dirty Reno. \u00a0So much so, that when checking the weather forecast I actually typed Dirty Reno in the search field, and then was briefly puzzled why nothing showed up.<\/p>\n

Anyway, it wasn’t really for reasons unknown. \u00a0I wanted to attend a festival up there called Canfest<\/a>, and by either good or bad fortune that’s where it was. \u00a0We went with another couple also, who can’t seem to get enough gambling, so there was something for everyone. \u00a0First though, we had to make the arduous drive up I-80 to get there. \u00a0That, people, is a miserable drive. \u00a0It’s technically two lane, but with the large number of semis plodding over the mountain at 20 mph it’s effectively reduced to one lane. \u00a0Slow, tedious, frustrating drive. \u00a0We got there though, albeit with no small amount of grumbling. \u00a0Friday night was kind of a bust for me. \u00a0Everybody just wanted to stay in the casino (we stayed at Circus Circus) and throw their money in the air, so I joined them for dinner and then snuck off to the room to watch TV. \u00a0(Not an all-together unusual scenario actually, even without the gambling circumstance.) \u00a0Saturday they continued with their gambling ways, so I just kind of people-watched around the city until the real fun started. \u00a0And, by the way, the people-watching was top shelf entertainment. \u00a0Wow. \u00a0There are some hard people in that town. \u00a0I didn’t lack for material, I’ll just say that. \u00a0(Bonus side note: \u00a0The Sporting KC farm team was in town, staying at our hotel. \u00a0Enjoyed talking with a few of them.) \u00a0When the miscreants were\u00a0done gambling, we headed off to the canfest. \u00a0It was… A festival. \u00a0A good festival, I must say. \u00a0I thoroughly enjoyed it. \u00a0I’ll go so far as to rate it “worth the drive.”<\/p>\n

As for the “Dirty Reno” title? \u00a0Eh, I don’t know, it was actually pretty darn nice. \u00a0The casinos were all very clean, and didn’t have the horrific smell of the Vegas places. \u00a0The restaurants we visited were all very nice too, not to mention reasonably priced. \u00a0Heck, everything there was reasonably priced, more so than at home. \u00a0I’ll go back if there’s a good reason. \u00a0(And that reason excludes gambling. \u00a0Not my thing.) \u00a0They’ve got a rib-fest coming up, a balloon fest…. \u00a0All kinds of good stuff. \u00a0Done travelling for now though. \u00a0We’re back home in good ol’ El Dorado Hills, enjoying the scorching 108 degree weather. \u00a0Thought we were done with the heat for a bit, sigh.<\/p>\n\n\t\t