We recently ordered and received a book called “Watch it made in the USA”, which is a book that lists the factory tours that can be had in the United States. Looking at the list for Nevada, we saw that there was a local vitamin factory that gives tours. We called the phone number listed, and asked if they still give tours. We were told that yes, they do, and we were given their new address.

After stopping at Lowes and getting our propane tank filled, we went to the address we were given but couldn’t find the factory. Calling the number again, we asked where it was and it turns out that that phone number has been assigned to a local dry cleaners, as the factory closed a number of years ago. The funny thing was that when we called them the first time, and said that we wanted to take a tour, they told us to come on by. There was no mention of the fact that they were a dry cleaner.

The upshot was that we got to see a great sunset on the way home:

The end of last week is a bit of a blur. On Thursday we had our first Thanksgiving dinner in over a decade. If a hankering for turkey and stuffing should appear in November, we will have our big turkey dinner on Shabbos, not on a Thursday. Apparently in Las Vegas things are done a little differently than in New York. We had a wonderful time with my brother and his girlfriend and kids, my uncle and his wife and cousins, and my cousin’s girlfriend and her son.

Friday was spent at my parent’s house getting ready to reposition the RV to the Rabbi’s house. Shabbos is the community was nice, and this morning my brother and his kids headed back to Minnesota.

After that, we met Grandma DiAnn and her husband Barry for a trip the local natural history museum. The museum had an eclectic collection, including this rock fish in the marine room:

There were quite a few representatives in the mammal room:

The highlight of the trip was our son getting to hold a tarantula:

After the museum, we visited the local community Chanukah party. The kids painted ceramic trivets to be fired and returned to us later this month, and we stuck around to watch the mayor light the ice menorah:

It’s a welcome change to be in shirtsleeves at night in December!