This morning, I had an opportunity to take photos of the Nevada Club room in the Belvada Hotel that I did not have yesterday during our walk-through. This mural on the outside of the building depicts the Nevada Club during its heyday in the early 20th century when it was a bar on the ground floor of the Belvada building. The space is now used as a meeting room in the Belvada Hotel, and we expect to be able to use it during Westercon 74. That gives us a total of four meeting rooms: two in the Tonopah Convention Center, one in the Belvada, and one (the largest one) in the Mizpah Club, as shown in pictures yesterday. Besides an entrance from inside the hotel, there is also an outside entrance directly along the ramp access on the Brougher Street side of the building. I estimate the walking distance between the front door of the TCC to the outside entrance to the Nevada Club to be about 85 meters / 280 feet. I got an extended checkout in order to attend a DisCon III meeting. After the meeting, lindadee walked down from her hotel (the Best Western Hi-Desert Inn) to the Belvada while Lisa and I finished moving out of our hotel room and getting our stuff into the minivan. I had earlier that morning refueled the Astro at the Rebel Oil cardlock station (open to anyone with a credit card), saving 13 cent/gallon over the Main Street gas stations. After a brief stop at Raley's for some needed supplies for the road, we set off for Reno. Google says this is 240 miles. My odometer read 250 when we got there, but there was some running around Tonopah before we left Raley's. Between Tonopah and RNO, we made only one short rest stop at the El Capitan casino in Hawthorne, and covered the distance in only 4 1/2 hours, which in my opinion is excellent time as it included some slow stretches puttering through Fallon and briefly rolling past Fernley House (but not stopping). We thus were able to drop Linda at the airport considerably earlier than we originally expected, so she had more than enough time to catch her flight. Lisa and I started to go somewhere to eat dinner, but after looking at our first choice and making a restroom stop, decided to go home instead. As expected, the house is stuffy and hot. Lisa is trying to cool down in her travel trailer, but her air conditioning unit out there is laboring in the heat as well. I'm working my way through messages I had to ignore during the committee/staff weekend. I'm really glad we did this trip, but I'm going to need some time to recover from it.