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I hope Bill and I become friends.

He looks sort of like a grown-up version of the kid from Up. He has the raspy, mumbling accent of a lifelong west coaster. Where every word lazily drips out of his mouth and spreads itself out on a sunny patch of grass.

“You are never going to look at signs the same way,” Bill says to us, and I want to shout out my disagreement, just so that the two of us can have a moment.

But “YOU ARE FULL OF SHIT, BILL.” never gets past my throat. I can’t disagree with him. I am never going to look at signs the same way. We’ve only been in his company for five minutes, but already, I know this is true.

My new BFF Bill.

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It is a scorching May day in Las Vegas. At 2pm, the sun is directly overhead. We are at the Neon Boneyard – a sort of retirement home for old casino and hotel signs. This is where they go to spend their final years.

I’m here at the suggestion of Gray Cargill, a fellow travel-blogger who has been my cultural attache to the foreign land that is Vegas. She is the Cheshire Cat to my Alice, the Rufus to my Bill and Ted.

Gray warned me that I might not be able to get tickets to the Boneyard – they book up weeks in advance, and she herself had never managed to book a visit. But Rand and I went online a few days before our trip and – miraculously – were able to get in. We now stood with a group of folks in the searing heat, hanging on to everything that our tour guide Bill was saying.

A resting place for the relics of Vegas’ past.

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There are hundreds of signs here – some donated, some rescued (while the museum receives many of the signs free of charge, disassembling and moving them costs a small fortune). They span from the 1930s to present day. In the Boneyard, they are not electrified, but dismantled and strewn about (it is but one of several locations and attractions make up the Neon Museum; restored, functional signs can be seen at the Fremont Street Gallery).

It feels like we are walking through a deconstructed carnival. I half expect a terrifying clown to pop out from between two giant metal letters, but thankfully, one never does.

There is, however, a somewhat creepy giant Duck.

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Despite his laid-back demeanor, Bill speaks quickly and passionately. He herds us through the Boneyard, snapping us to attention when someone starts to fall behind.

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He explains that every neon glass tube we see has been bent by hand. The sign makers are unappreciated Chihulys. Their incandescent masterpieces sit in this dusty lot, illuminated only by the Nevada sun. Bulbs break. Paint fades.

The signs are aging showgirls. Look closely, and you can see what they once were.

And now she makes her living on her back, poor thing.

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Bill points out that not all the pieces here are neon. He describes the work that went into one, the thousands of bulbs that line another. He talks about the casinos and hotels on which they hung. We get an abbreviated history of Vegas, told in metal and glass.

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We hear about the grit, the glamour, and the crime. It seems more fitting to learn about it here, in this distant and dirty lot. The strip feels worlds away.

We try to take shelter from the sun by hiding in the shadows of some of the larger signs. It doesn’t quite work. I regret not taking a parasol. But those are increasingly hard to come by since the end of the Victorian age.

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Though the tour has us walking in the hot sun for nearly an hour, it does not seem to drag on. Bill manages to be exhaustive but not exhausting. He is passionate about the signs. He is passionate about his work and the tours he gives.

Afterwards, he offers to take photos of visitors, but I am too shy to ask him to take one with me (or to give him the friendship bracelet I’ve painstakingly weaved).

But a nice woman in our group captures this image of me and Rand:

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The tour now over, we walk across the asphalt to our car. Vegas feels different now. Richer, sadder, and more substantial than I ever gave it credit for. I have Gray to thank for that. And Bill. And the dusty signs that sit fading in the hot sun in the Neon Boneyard.

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The Essentials on the Neon Boneyard

  • Verdict: Yes, yes, yes. This was one of the most amazing attractions I’ve seen in a long time, and the best thing I’ve seen in Vegas to date.
  • How to Get There: It’s a little tricky. The Boneyard is located at 810 Las Vegas Blvd North, a good ways from the strip. We drove there, and gave ourselves about 20 minutes of travel time. A lot of cabbies are unfamiliar with where it is, so it might be worth it to print out a detailed map.
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  • Ideal for: Artists, photographers, history lovers, and anyone who appreciates the strange, the unique, the kitschy.
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  • Insider Tips: Plan ahead – tours book up weeks in advance. Right now the only way to see the Boneyard is to purchase tickets online ahead of time (but this policy should change sometime this year, and you’ll be able to buy tickets on-site at the new vistors’ center). Try to book your trip earlier in the day or later in the afternoon when the sun is less intense. Consider bringing an umbrella (seriously) and some water because there is absolutely NO shade (if you forget water, fear not: you can buy some at the start of your tour, and partake in some free sunscreen). Close-toed shoes are required due to broken glass and metal.
  • Nearby Food: Lotus of Siam was on our way, so we popped in there for lunch (if you do this, give yourself plenty of time as there’s often a line)
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  • Good for Kids: the broken glass and heat would make this a difficult place for very small ones (and you can’t touch anything, despite the overwhelming temptation to do so). Older kids and teenagers will enjoy it more, provided they can handle stories of Vegas’ sordid history.
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Comments (13)

  1. 1
    Andi says:

    Sounds amazing! Thank you for this! Def want to go there on my next trip to Vegas

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    Wow! Wish I had known about this treasure when I drove through Vegas on my way to California last summer! My nerdy husband and I would have loved it. Next time! Thanks for sharing!

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    Courtney says:

    Well timed article! I’m sitting here drafting a historic preservation ordinance for historic and unique signs…

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    Emily says:

    Love your blog! I’ve been reading your blog for a while but never felt compelled to comment until now. I carry a paper parasol with me almost everywhere I go. I’ve found them at indie boutiques, World Market, Hobby Lobby, and most recently at Chinatown in Vancouver. That one is particularly gorgeous: stretched cotton, hand-painted cherry trees and cranes and waxed to be waterproof. There’s also this neat website I found just now when I googled parasols:

    http://www.lunabazaar.com/paper-parasols.aspx

    They’re a hassle to pack, but I’m sure you’re a pro at that by now. I hope you get one!

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    Andrea says:

    What a cool place, I’ve been to Vegas a few times and had never even heard of it! I’m going in August, I doubt I’ll be able to convince the bachelorette party though.

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    Gray says:

    I am so envious, Geraldine, that you made it to the Boneyard before I did. And humbled to be compared to the rockin’ Rufus. Wow. That might be the nicest thing anyone’s ever said about me. Seriously, I can’t tell you happy I am you enjoyed yourselves here.

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    Sarah says:

    Those signs are amazing. This has officially bumped to the top of my “reasons to visit Vegas” list. Totally knocked my Uncle off the top of the list. Thanks for braving the skin-frying heat to get so many awesome shots. :)

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    weezafish says:

    That place looks awesome, love it.

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    Chris says:

    Once again, your photo captions leave me chuckling hours later. My dog isn’t quite sure if I’m okay. A great, informative article. Keep ‘em coming!

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    Katie Hammel says:

    Thanks for the address (which I could not find on the website and so far my email has gone unanswered) and the tip on the umbrella. I’m going this weekend and dreading the heat and sun!

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    Wow awesome. I saw something on this place a while back and really want to go. Looks amazing – and a great place for some fantastic photographs too.

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    JoAnna says:

    I love, love, love the Neon Boneyard! It’s one of my favorite places in Las Vegas, and one of the things I always recommend to people. They’re always surprised it’s here because no one has ever heard of it!

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