“Hate” is too strong a word, so I’ll just say I’ll never invite Las Vegas to my pizza party. (Though I once tried to turn “Sin City” into ScIeNce City.”) That said, because the fact that such a booming bizarro of a city could exist in a Mars-like setting, I don’t mind going there. As long as I can leave.
My favorite daytrip is 55 miles east at the red-fudge landscape of Valley of Fire State Park, the setting of Captain Kirk’s death. There are some great hikes where you can sit and stare out at the utter silence.
The most scenic way to get there it is not I-15, but via North Shore Road along Lake Mead.