I booked in overnight to a motel as not very camping friendly here and my back probably would still appreciate the comfort of a bed. I thought that there might be more to see and do around the area but Wendover is a bit of a hole really. It has the state line of Utah and Nevada running through the middle of it and is basically a casino town. Not very attractive. The only selling point is that it seems to attract top end acts to play at the concert hall. I was very tempted to buy tickets for The 4 Tops, Joan Jet and the Blackhearts, The Chippendales and Alice Cooper, but sadly will be moving on again tomorrow.
They obviously do not eat any proper food here as I could only find fast food chains, none of which are any good for me, so have had corn tortillas with peanut butter and honey for my tea. Yumm. The one food shop of sorts that I did find was as well stocked as a garage forecourt on January 2nd, and managed by an unknown gender of human that had less charisma than the sole of my foot.
I took loads of photos of stuff but blogger does not seem to want to load them at the moment, so another time.