Having successfully delivered mother-in-law to her airplane at Las Vegas’ McCarran International Airport for the flight back to St Louis, YFE got a little turned around trying to leave the airport and get out of the city.

And what should appear in an industrial area at the south end of the field? A garage/auto body operation, complete with this Mini Clubman parked out front.  Didn’t have time to take any other photos as we had to press north, but the business’ lot held a fairly eclectic mix of vehicles.

BTW, the local Mini club received my award for best club name, at least for this particular trip: Sin City Mini Club.

(BTW2: Also got crossed up on the days; yesterday’s “Big Ditch” post actually concerned day 6 of this cross-Southwest run. For the record, Day 7 – a rarity, as I took no photos – was Tuesday, when we drove from Williams to Las Vegas).