It's always a strange feeling to straddle two places at one.
Just down the road from Boulder City is the Hoover Dam. On the other side of the river lies the Turquoise State. (And while we're on the subject of time, did you know Arizona doesn't adhere to Daylight Savings?)
People don't seem to go out here much anymore, now that the bridge links the two states together and the road no longer leads anywhere. After getting grilled on our Nation's Constitution to ensure we weren't the terrorist type, the upstanding security team of the great Hoover Dam let us in. We had the place to ourselves- no moon, no stars, just the steady hum of cars on the giant bridge above us, midnight traffic moving through the desert.