True story: Reno made my girlfriend cry.
Really. About four or five years ago I took a few nights in Reno after a Heavenly stay, just to check it out as a possible retirement move. No state taxes, the real estate was rock bottom cheap from the housing crash (Nevada got hit hard), and, of course, Tahoe. I booked a room in one of the casinos downtown. Yee gads, that was sleazy. Pawn shops and petty criminals and gamblers and old people. But, cheap. Then, we drove through a few neighborhoods outside of the downtown, including a Del Webb empty nester downsizing development. Nice, brand new, cheap little houses built, on, essentially, brown and red clay. That's when she cried. I said, hey, don't worry, this isn't turning me on, either, nosiree. Especially when she cried.
It was sorta like a personal country song come to life.
funny like a clown